“The Hunger Artist” (a TSK fable). Posted on 02/24/2015 by Michael Gray At first glance, Franz Kafka’s haunting story “The Hunger Artist” gives a dismal account of time (he dies fasting), of space (he lives in...
VIEW FROM INSIDE SCI (by Spinal Cord Injury patient Foster Hall): Posted on 02/19/2015 by Michael Gray As a former floor nurse, at the Albuquerque VA hospital -In 1974, there were units with as many as 50 patients and no SCI...
Just a Bad Day . . . Posted on 02/17/2015 by Michael Gray Last week, for no reason I can pin down, my usual positive feelings about life slipped away and the possibility of falling into a...
Morning Sketch, a poem by Ken McKeon Posted on 02/14/2015 by Michael Gray Grace never entered his mind as he stumbled down The early morning waking ways of this brightening town. Dogs came to his mind as...
Standing at the Bus Stop. Posted on 02/10/2015 by Michael Gray Many years ago when I was living and working in Montreal, I stepped into an alternate stream of time. As I always did on...
Everything I learned, I learned in Kindergarten Posted on 02/03/2015 by Michael Gray This phrase, if we were lucky enough, may remind us of a time when we were very young and able to make friends with...