This is just a photo that I dug up from 2017 — those great winged horrors that you see are carrion-eating turkey vultures (cathartes aura). They were seemingly everywhere when I first came to Roanoke that year — but I haven’t seen too many since. (Or maybe they just haven’t again roosted near enough for me to see them — there are plenty of birds with tremendous wingspans overhead, and I don’t think they’re eagles.)
Turkey vultures are truly ugly beasts.
Oil on canvas.
Going over my monthly budget. Yeesh.
When it rains, it poors.
Acrylic painting.
I am just thrilled today to see that The Piker Press featured my prose poem, “Imagine the Moon as Companion,” on the front page of its 19th Anniversary Issue. You can find it right here.
Thanks to Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing my work to appear so prominently in marking the occasion for this outstanding online literary magazine!
Clayton Magazines.
I’ve experienced nearly no side effects from the second dose of the Pfizer vaccine … and I’m pleasantly surprised by that. I heard round two could be a tough one — and the first shot left me feeling tired for days.
I got the chills shortly after the shot on Wednesday — it happened almost immediately, when I was on my way home. That was disconcerting.
But after that? Nada. Zilch — except for a sore arm.
Clayton Magazines.
“Because everyone deserves a second shot.” Coming soon to a theater near you.
If I understand the science correctly, this makes me immune to criticism. You people make a note of it.
