Self Portrait with Bad Eyes

I was messing around with my BlackBerry while waiting for a phone call. Why would anyone take a picture of him or herself? Vanity. But in my case it had more to do with the fact that I now can see just enough with one eye to aim a phone camera. My right eye can’t see but the left is doing a good job of tracking where the phone is located. I’m sending this phone photo into the multiverse. My twin brother is alive somewhere on the far range of the dark matter sluice that bridges our simultaneity. Hi brother. I’m still here. I like to think I don’t look like I’ll be 55 on Tuesday. Still happy brother. Still singing to the crickets…

S.K.

Self Portrait with Bad Eyes