(from the year 2000) My dad has always been fascinated with early American mining history. The subject has become a hobby to him, and many of the books on his shelf are pictorial recollections of a way of life now only remembered and appreciated by those with a hunger for a knowledge of the past.... Continue Reading →
Merry Christmas
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Ech_6NpKC8 I love our awkward. The Nielsen's of Eglon, on our Nielsen Triangle collection of homes on Pilot Point, with that beautiful panoramic view of the Puget Sound, on Christmas, 1997. Missing our first member, Kevin, now missing Grandpa (love the gravel of his voice caught on this clip), grandma (I can still taste her... Continue Reading →
Midnight Comes
Midnight comes, the bell it tolls The sound it makes like thunder rolls. The time, it comes, it passes quickly. I have died, my soul fly swiftly. (artwork by Kevin Nielsen)
The Dead South
The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells Miss-spells, knocks me on my knees It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt Stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree After I count down, three rounds In hell I'll be in good company -THE DEAD SOUTH https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0KToR0DGOVg
PTSD -EMS – And Me.
There's a montage of violence I can't silence in my mind. I try to sleep but these scenes repeat and past tenses play like fragmented sentences as I struggle to make sense of it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=praZCMS-6IU
Looking The Other Way
I'm disgusted by your apathy, I'm disgusted you don't care about the things you see. I feel disdain when you you look the other way, Like there won't be pain as long as you don't say.
October 30th, 2012
It was October 30th, 2012. The "juvenile's" name was Josiah Alves. He was 7 years old. I will never forget him. This was the call the I realized I wasn't able to do it anymore. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KOn43IUn3tA
Tick…tick…tick…
Explosion I've got different parts of my life, like the crossing of wires. Just a matter of time before explosion transpires. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDQDT1DlLtI
Ghost Walking
Ghost Walking She got more beautiful the less she cared. She got calmer with every scare. She stopped wanting after going without . She stopped looking for doors, there was no way out. She stopped fighting, she was never going to win. She conceded so life could begin. She found peace with ambivalence, the world had... Continue Reading →