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About joegergen

To evoke a smile. That's all. Author of "Methane Wars: A Fable" and "Lear's Fool" as well as various poems and some these painting things as well.

Methane Wars: A Fable — Chapter Thirteen

Riot They just wanted some hamburgers. A group of young men in Dallas, TX, were waiting in line at the FemCad nutrition distribution center. It was hot. Lines were long and even slower than normal. Patience wore thin. Some boys … Continue reading

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Musings on a Bowl of Coriander

Obsessions I didn’t know I had Surfaced in a bowl of coriander. Compulsion to pluck each seed From every stem.  Right now. I’m not like this, really. Just a few more. Rolling the seeds in your fingers. Clink, clink, clink. … Continue reading

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Who will Free the Sparrow?

Sparrow in the mouse trap A fairy bound to the ground by a goblin’s chain Flutter, flutter, sputter Capabilities of flight rendered useless By a sprung clamp no amount of flapping Could dislodge. Who will set him free? Who will … Continue reading

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Methane Wars: A Fable — Chapter Twelve

Methane War The first time I saw Meisner on television I didn’t know who he was, and I worked for FemCad. His official role at that time was Press Officer. Apparently was brought on to do a better job at … Continue reading

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Context Lost: The Google, the Borg and You

I’ve Googled. You’ve Googled. We’ve all Googled. And if you know anything you’ve probably been Googled into obsolescence. You may not know it yet, but you have. Do you remember when if you needed to know something about something you … Continue reading

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Methane Wars: A Fable — Chapter Eleven

The Green Caps Some things you have no reason to notice. And at first, I didn’t notice them. Kids with green caps—that evergreen shade that is so natural. I was in New York City on vacation, visiting an old friend, … Continue reading

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Methane Wars: A Fable — Chapter Ten

Anti-Matter Selling contraband is like an addiction: you don’t just walk away. To make it worse I knew Alvarez didn’t want to lose a good distributor, especially not one who worked for FemCad. And Alverez had ideas. He was very … Continue reading

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Musings on Life’s Kickstands

The Kickstand on the chair is apparently an aesthetic Touch as it did nothing to stop me from collapsing To the floor when I read your note. What would have stopped the fall? A call? Would an awkward exchange before … Continue reading

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Methane Wars: A Fable — Chapter Nine

Black Market You can buy anything if you can find the seller. The black market will always find opportunity. God knows where black market gas came from. But you could buy it, no questions asked. As long as you provided … Continue reading

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Musings on Knotty Pine Memories

Musings on Knotty Pine Memories Knotty pine from the dark corner of someone else’s Remodeled basement release a familiar odor as I cut it down to size. The resin flavored aroma sends me to another place. But I don’t know … Continue reading

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