a fanged mood already. You know why, you know and you know me and you know it would […]
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wasn’t up at 5AM, but I’m on the couch with the little Artist relaxing, watching him eat his […]
again: Why am I seeing these things now, so late, at THIRTY-FUCKING-FIVE? I have this urge now to […]
Writing like a journalist today, inspired from the Hemingway research I did for class, and a documentary I […]
Quiet in this bottom floor hall. Prep’d for rough draft workshop but the stomach ache I had last […]
In the library and you can definitely feel the semester intensifying. I’m out in the open like an […]
start an adjunct log, for other adjuncts– start a real movement, maybe I’ll then get “picked up”. Yeah? […]
…a Tolstoy book and a toy and book for little Kerouac when he returns from his grandparents’ base […]
He thought of calling in sick the next day, so he could catch up on grading. And why […]
Me, post-shift: Tired but ready for dinner at Girl & The Fig. Never been there before. And I’ll […]