Tag Archives: Kansas City

A Crow With a Machine Gun

What’s black, sits in a tree, and is very dangerous? –children’s riddle It was sometime near the Solstice because that’s when quirky magical things occur, even if the rest of you are too beguiled by the agents of empiricism to … Continue reading

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The Brief Life and Tragic Death of Starling Witt

Monique found a fledgling Sunday, hopping at the bottom of the basement stairs behind her shop. Monique is the poet, artist, Standing Rock veteran, and all-around bad-ass Latinx dynamo behind The Skullery Maid, a vintage furniture and clothing shop on … Continue reading

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Smiling on a Cloudy Day

I saw comic AJ Finny at Stanford’s Comedy Club in Overland Park last night. I first met AJ at the Uptown Arts Bar during their 2nd or 3rd commemoration of the Berkley Human Be-In. It had to be the Be-In … Continue reading

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Outside It’s America

A modest, unassuming house snuggles into a green hillside in a land once called Little Dixie, back when memories of that War shaped the minds of adults who remembered sitting on the knees of its vets. In the inaugural decades … Continue reading

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Discounting Friends & Family

Helga called the other day. Helga is the latest in an ever-widening circle of mothers-in-law I have been collecting for the past quarter century. A government bureaucrat I once knew told me there are instruments in the Law establishing legal … Continue reading

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Unafraid of the Ball

Wednesday evening, watching my hometown Kansas City Royals’ road game against Cincinnati, I saw something I had never seen before. In the bottom of the 5th, with bases loaded, Cinci’s Jay Bruce popped up a hit that prompted the umpire … Continue reading

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An Hogshead of Real Fire

The Celebrated Mister E Performed his poems on Saturdee With Stephie French In the Pit upstairs at Prospero’s A group of Bards and Oracles Met in a pinch … On the corner of West 39th Street and Bell, at the … Continue reading

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