Thoughts In the Belfry (a folk song)

What follows was written in chunks from beginning to end one morning yesterday. The melody followed, and my notes are included here. Song to come shortly. Thoughts in the Belfry part one Oh to con society and figure on sleep. Oh to be a weary man who can't very well see what is rush houred … Continue reading Thoughts In the Belfry (a folk song)

And To Sleep

To ease, there is a stepping stone forgotten of a sergeant's skeptics, sinister on ice. My ears belie to notice sticks and stones beneath my feet-- a distance courting high regard to peasants. We lower middle class. We homes with rooftops. We internet and phones. We detached proletariat all sent off alone to be the … Continue reading And To Sleep

What Belongs in the Future Runs Off With the Past

Hi, hello. This is Michael. The Supposed So. M.C. Guire. I've got too many names. Regardless, I'm coming at you in a different sort of way, because I don't usually write in this manner, sort of conversationally, or whatever, unless I'm writing long-form fiction, and I haven't been doing that so this part of my … Continue reading What Belongs in the Future Runs Off With the Past

Listen With Headphones, Between The Notes

Out July 12, 2019 This album was born on the streets of Queens. I've been in New York for only two and a half years, and already I am a changed person. Am I a New Yorker? I dunno. Probably not. But this is a New York record. It's about aging, I guess. But aging … Continue reading Listen With Headphones, Between The Notes

The Interaction (a very short story)

It is October 2017. New York City. The Borough of Queens. I'm on a stone path which leads to the train station, the Long Island Railroad. I'm smoking a cigarette. A man approaches. "Money. Give it to me." He says. I look up and I see his eyes, narrowed yet wide and unhinged. "Brother, I've … Continue reading The Interaction (a very short story)