500 words, into chapbook.  Narration, my latest fancy, after seeing that Jack Kerouac interview.  Telling my story.  And […]

Coffee.. Don’t leave. Morning, in love, Then remaining clock goes. Rolling in lullaby laugh.. Her slightest Turn learns […]

1300 words this morning. And I still think I need more. Sick. Writer. Needing no help. Just eyes. […]