Feeding the machine
It’s been almost three years since my life inexplicably changed. That’s what I believed until recently. On the surface, that might seem like an appropriate, if somewhat trite, statement to make given my circumstances. But the deeper, more horrifying reality is the acknowledgment that I have always been in this place. This dark prison cell…
Invocation
A poem about connections lost, connections that create change in two lives and those that benefit from the resulting collaborative art.
Jamie’s Adventures: The Case of the Chocolate Treasure
In the continuing adventures of the precocius and brave explorer of Woodlawn Avenue, Jamie is on the hunt for the biggest chocolate treasure since Halloween.
Behind the Red Door
A short screenplay about the end of one story and the start of another.
Tracing Invisible Tides
An exploration into the echoes of our thoughts and feelings, this is an introspective journey into the whispers of our inner selves.
The Outing.
A story of self discovery and a search for acceptance in the midst of the intense fear and bigotry of the AIDS epidemic in the early 80’s.
From RI Radio to Hollywood Daze
This is how it all started…
I’ve lived a life that rarely slows down—my mind always racing, constantly moving from one whirlwind to the next. From flipping radio switches at fifteen in Providence to navigating the chaotic maze of Hollywood’s indie film scene, I’ve seen both the highs and the crashes, sometimes all in one day. My journey has never followed a straight path, and neither have my thoughts. But through it all, I’ve kept moving, learning how to survive the turbulence.
If you want the full story—how I ended up in an RV during the Northridge quake, why I can’t shake the feeling of being out of sync with the world, and what keeps me going despite it all—read more about my unpredictable, technicolor life [here].
Cliff A Robinson
Writer