The playa sun burns the men
That burn the man
Their toil reveals the essence
Of God’s master plan
Critical cities of glitter
And rainbow parachutes
Thumping away day by day by day
I’ve decided
That we get to start over
When everyone shows up to the scene
Bringing life to the desert
In the form of water and naked skin
Barlow gave a nod
This let me know it’s not fodder
We can share it with our sons…
And our daughters
The seventh day has come
Time to be back on the road
Renew our caravan stride
Run to the northern places
And be spun by their tides
Written by : Trevor A. Clendenin
Trevor A. Clendenin is an African-American writer and lifelong musician whose work blends lived experience with a clear-eyed, literary sensibility. Raised in a military family and shaped by years spent in Boulder, St. Croix, and on the road, he’s moved through the worlds of jam bands, digital media, and small-town creative communities with the same curiosity that drives his fiction. His debut novel, Zuvuya, draws on decades spent in America’s improvisational music orbit, where transcendence, failure, ambition, and myth often collide.
Before turning to creative writing, Trevor earned a BA in Philosophy from Rollins College, a Master in Visual Media from IE in Madrid, served in the Peace Corps in Jamaica, worked as the Director of New Media for a PBS affiliate in the U.S. Virgin Islands, and later co-founded a digital marketing agency. He has played guitar in bars, basements, festivals, and renegade fireside jams across the country, and still believes that music communities are one of the last places where people strive for truth.
He lives in Savannah, Georgia, with his wife and daughter, and is at work on new fiction and essays about aspiration, identity, and the strange pilgrimage of American life.
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