10:22pm.  Finding that many times when this writer tries to force Art, it doesn’t come.  The rimes I […]

Sitting here, 6:47pm, a bit dizzied.  Wine, love.  “The industry,” only discord, disdain.  Love the Art, the bottle’s […]

Quiet. Only from pages. Dreams. Freedom. Calendar’d poetry. Lock Self in cave. Stay there. Quiet. Jump bottle2bottle. Program […]

“…Walked to coffee spot. Almost slipped On pavement ice, twice. How this contributes, I’ll Find. Need 4 shots, […]

Simulated Thursday, how they’ll be this semester, teaching the two classes at night.  Giving Self till 4pm– no, […]