J M Greff

The taste of Love

The work season is over and I have returned home. Outside my window the city churns with the same ragged beat it pulsed when last I was home. Sirens wail. […]

time zones

time has stopped it is 7:30 not my time hers the simple math makes her older the experience makes me younger what we feel makes us eternal

A sign of the times

We are changing the world. One tweet. One encouraging word. One dollar at a time.

waking

up in the morning before the sun rises too early too fucking early lately it seems unwilling to disperse clouds covering this ravaged land in wet blankets […]

Not broken, perfected.

It is a good day

It is the hottest day of the year, a modest breeze cools my skin as I sit under the shade of a fragrant juniper, high clouds filter the sun, a […]

what if I

Hold on loosely

When I was just a child, a period of my life that lasted far longer than you might think and transitioned directly into the “old dude” (or “Wise Sage” as […]

When you have nothing to say…

When you have nothing to say just say it.

Summer is here!

It is the summer solstice, the longest day of the year, which means Summer is here. It also means it's time for me to clean the house.

Chipped paint

beside the chipped paint of this aged  mansion a bird the  size of...

Out of sight

There. Just beyond the dirty truck that pays my wages. Beyond the pump jack that draws the oil in homage to greed. Beyond the quarry I load rock from to […]