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Francis Erich McElroy

Published posts, philosophical humor, deep thoughts.

  • Dresden, Germany

    As a young man I broke away from my sheltered upbringing by leaving the lakes and beaches of home, heading to the ruins of Dresden with a notebook and a backpack sized for a mule. I met a premature mentor carrying a guitar and possessing a shaky voice. With the promise of hat money, and…

  • We, Myself, and Why

    My mind is a mountain. My eyes are the sky. My heart is the sea. My feet are a river. My arms are a tree. How much greater could it be?

  • The Quarry

    Hurry up my trekking probe, selective voice, sing to Percy while writing in cursive. Your downtrodden response had a saintly glow like two-legged crickets who act as servants to your muse. You think too much of wandering, in an hour is distance. You put out your fist with a flip of a switch and carry…

  • Things That Make Me Unafraid of Turtles

    Book. Books. Bird on heroin. Word. Words. Fish on line. Flowers on wallpaper.

  • Fossil

    How fragile we are. How delicate our bones. How small we are. Walking along the beach, stooping down to examine a salmon jaw bone that has been weathered by sand and surf, and bleached by the sun, thinking that time didn’t make the symmetry of this perfect jawline. Then you remember that perfect lines are…