Tue. May 28th, 2024
Roadside stream

I loved to cycle here, an unremarkable roadside watery micro-universe. Summer filled it with mosquito larva, mesmerizing with their strange, syncopated dances, and flying insects that could walk on water as if it were a soft quilt covered bed. Winter offered tadpoles and tiny freshwater crustaceans. Transporting the microcosm home in a screw-top jar, it would be kept on top of the dresser in my bedroom beside the collection of dolls, gonks, and hair ties. Always I would return it to the pool of origin within days of being collected before the collection could cause injury to the collected.

CJ 2020

By CJ

Who am I? I am different things to different people. I am a poet, a visual artist, a sculptor of found objects, and a writer. I am a bookkeeper, an office manager, an administrator and software support consultant, even a short-order cook and barista. I am a parent, a grandparent, a sibling, a cousin and a friend. I am a traveller, a technophile, a philosopher and a student of all things.

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