I WEPT TO MY OLD UMBIBLICAL CORD

NOMADIC SURREALISM, the spirit of the bathtub

Some of my stories are lyrical and surreal. They allow a lot of room for the imagination to create meaning. An active participation of reader and writer. Also, in the surrealist tradition, a journey between the conscious and less conscious parts of our minds. The various energies that direct our lives. Hopefully something to hold onto, like a good walking stick, but also allowing for spontaneity and directionless wanderings. The umbilical cord. You have to cut it. Welcome to the cosmic bathtub. This one has some mashup from Basho. A nomadic surrealism. It is also in the tradition of the cosmic egg. It is called “The Big Egg.”

 

The Spirit of the Bathtub is now available from Apocalypse Party:

https://www.apocalypse-party.com/thespiritofthebathtub.html