Aphorisms for Tuesdays


Only a tongueless shoe talks back

to Time. A shadow is only


the hoarfrost of a shape. A blinking

cursor gathers no dross. Once


written, twice lost.

A noun is only a knothole


in the vast wall of attainment.

The softer the train whistle,


the heavier the hobo sack. Epiphanies

return all gifts. Even grifters


leave white pebbles

over the graves of their mothers.