Not so long ago, I haunted thrift stores. The door would open, and straight to books and records I’d go. That was before the dust and mold got me.
I imagine a trip there now. The price is always right, but cheap adds up. What warped mambo album can I live without? Look, it’s right there in the rack, between the cha-cha and the can-can.
And how many more Whole Earth Catalogs can one possibly need? There are only so many times you can go back to the land, but if done right, you can be dust forever.
vintage text
a life measured
in dog ears
is an award-winning cherita poet and a Best of the Net and Dwarf Star nominee.
His short-form writing has been widely published in venues such as Failed Haiku,
Haibun Today, KYSO Flash, The Aurorean, and The Cherita. He is the author
of two books: a collection of haiku and senryu, Steel Cut Moon (Cholla Needles
Press, 2019), and a chapbook of haibun, No Velcro Here (Yavanika Press,
2019). Peter lives with his family in the high desert of southern California.
