Lunch. No eats. Just words. View vines, mountains. No harness. Free, poetry, my Novel taking over, everything. And […]
Month: July 2014
I open a door for an older lady. She looks at me like a deer. Blank. Am i […]
Taking, it hurts– So I scribble. No wine no caffeine Just me. That’s better. I’m a family of […]
Formaality– no time, it’s fractured, my time, so I write the fractured. Job, when you have one, you […]
The next morning, I still feel the red I had– the CF, CS, and I think about work. […]
With whistler from sellers I can’t be trusting. That’ll get me into some Trench or ditch or pit. […]
Day 1, done. One thousand word standalone short piece… DONE! Now I can rest. Didn’t think I’d have […]
Tree over by a sewer– It bothers me for known reason, But it seems that’s in many spots […]
I’m on the couch, sipping what remains of the red from last night. Already looking forward to coffee, […]
Even after a fall he smiles, like it didn’t happen. But I’m still in shake. How will I […]