Sunday Light and Word – Patterns of Mind




Oct A



The graffiti strips away somewhere after San Antonio, the Spanish moss, the puddles, even the cotton bulbs of the clouds becomes a striated mess. White tufts turn to low grey strands as the earth breaks into rock and spiky yucca plants. These places have no people, haven’t had people since the tracks first went down. Anxiety isn’t a concept entertained. Journals document species, land, weather patterns instead of adolescent urges, drug use and material issue. The train rolls and whistles and the land looks on without care. The water will fall, the water will stop falling, the water will striate more clouds.





by Hank Cherry


About Hank Cherry

Hank Cherry works as a photographer, filmmaker and writer in Los Angeles. His work has appeared in Slake, Southwestern American Literature, Poydras Review, and The Los Angeles Review of Books and he writes a column about the history of jazz for Offbeat. He is in post production on his first full-length documentary.
This entry was posted in Sunday Light and Word and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *