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Ithaca is... 

Caduceus

Maybe that's how the desert plants get water.

cosmos: part 3 - intermission

There was a blind man on the bus that night. The night I meant to tell you about. Well, I didn't realize he was blind when he was sitting two seats in front of me.

"Is anybody going to the Park Ave bus!"

He didn't seem to be asking; the way the words landed.

It was the bus that stops at Main & Clinton. That's where I got off. And so did the blind man, behind me. That's when I realized. About him being blind, I mean.

"Can somebody direct me to the Park Ave bus!"

His right arm raised to the heavens. His left arm erratically guiding a long white cane. But the words didn't float at the end. They landed.

"I need to get to the Park Ave Bus!"

Everyone pushed and shoved and rushed around him as he made his way down the sidewalk.

 The bus was empty at this point, except for the bus driver. I looked at him and we exchanged helpless glances. For what it's worth, I could tell he was a good man, this bus driver, but it was late in his shift and he was tired. Still, there was something desperate about the way we looked at each other, like we were looking for something. What were we supposed to do? What were we supposed to do!

You! With the big head!

based on a dream.

cosmos: part 2

God calls me in the evenings. He leaves short, cryptic voice mail messages. Blocked Caller. Always the same. Click Click Rustle Click. How did he get my cell phone number? Off a public bathroom wall, maybe. Click Click Rustle Click. But I can’t call him back. And I never hear the phone ring.

-

Little dark hairs were starting to grow on Mellie’s legs. Jeremy hadn’t really ever noticed before. He hadn’t ever really stared at her legs. But there they were, balancing on his shoulders, brushing against his cheek. It made him blush a bit, but Mellie didn’t seem to notice.

“I swear, Jemmy, if you so much as flinch. I’ll kick your ass.”

And she stretched her arm out towards the rusty window frame.

-

Don Barginear’s pant zipper had the annoying tendency of getting stuck halfway down.

So focused was he, while fiddling with the thing, that he didn’t even notice the Universe’s breathing.

“Ahhh.”

He exhaled as he finally managed to relieve himself. His piss sounding like wind chimes against the porcelain.

“Ahhh.”

The Universe, relieved, as well, as thousands of men on planet Earth simultaneously emptied their bladders.

Ahhh. Ahhh. Ahhhhhhhhh.

-

It was because Mellie’s shoulders were too wide, but…

“It’s the damn window. The damn window’s not wide enough!”

-

The youngest deity was falling. It was an easy thing to do, she realized, once she had made up her mind to do it. She swam, she sung, she projected her existence towards the Earthlings. What would it be to feel? She thought. So spread her light as ink in water, water in ink. The Earth particles attached themselves. She was changing.

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