by Kenneth Clay
I was driving through New Mexico. Months had passed without a word from anyone. I hadn’t even stopped anywhere or gone on other adventures. I had become a lone wolf, passing by in the background, not known by anyone. But it wasn’t too bad. I was enjoying...
by Kenneth Clay
I sat at a bar in Seattle, watching the rain pour. It seemed I had a tight cord around my neck, tugging at me. Something was deteriorating but I did not know what. It seemed that there was no difference between life and a dream anymore. I was just on a canoe, softly...
by Kenneth Clay
I was in Salt Lake City, Utah. It was just supposed to be a normal night. I’d go to the bar, have a drink, and then go home alone to my motel. I didn’t need anyone. I didn’t even want anyone. I was content with staying on the side lines, away from...
by Kenneth Clay
I was having another dream. I was lost somewhere in the arctic. The freezing wind blew ice and snow in all directions. I couldn’t see more than five feet in front of me. I was out there in the cold, sightless and completely alone. But then, a black goat...
by Kenneth Clay
I had bought a used car with my money from working construction. And before I knew it, I was back on the road. The only problem was that the radio was attached to nothing but wires. So it’d randomly fall out when driving. I never got it fixed. The radio just sat...
by Kenneth Clay
The day before was a haze. I drank a lot at a bar, then I went home with a fine lady. She was now in my bed and I was smoking a cigarette on the hotel balcony. The problem was, I couldn’t remember her at all. Where we had met. What had lead up to the sex. I...
by Kenneth Clay
All of a sudden I was crying without knowing why. My body felt like static and everything was enveloped under a thick, dreamy layer. One second I was at a rave in Miami, and the next I was crying like a babe in a warped candyland. I didn’t even know why. It was...
by Kenneth Clay
I was in the midst of a dream. I was on a cruise, far below on the bottom deck. Through the porthole, I could see the water rising and the sun reflecting off it. The sunset was beautiful. Cages were lined across the walls. Inside, were dogs all growling and barking. I...
by Kenneth Clay
There I was. Sitting at another bar in downtown Billings, Montana, stoned off my ass. I had smoked a blunt on the way here. And then I smoked a blunt outside. Lately I had felt that same empty loneliness and weed always did the trick of getting rid of it. I...
by Kenneth Clay
I suddenly found myself back in Las Vegas. I did not know why I came back. Just following the highways wherever took you on a great adventure. And my great adventure led back here. Outside my hotel, I met a woman. She was smoking a cigarette and staring off into the...
