Verses, from the cumulonimbus to where the dirt is. Copious cash purses from words– My trade, 9-5 evade..
Month: May 2016
No stopping– And why– That’s what makes me live, keep living, through and in everything– No clocks, no […]
Night. Can I just have quiet? Can I just write? What does the writer do when he, she, […]
Going to keep Self busy. And not cuz it’s scheduled.
“New Assignment” He packed his bag and headed to class. Essays due today. Maybe he’d just let […]
Going to try something today: Take pics and videos for write-about-later reminders. And record everything. Even wiping the […]
Lovely. Now on floor in family room, liberally sipping the Sanglier Pinot that came in my shipment. Yes, […]
me: 5/13/16 “Invitation” Realizing we’re the visible ripple of our decisions’ collective puddle. That is, what we do […]
Just wrote a thousand-word offering for students. Will edit later, no time here in the sbux as I […]