Writing freely. No particular address from this mood and where this mood came from, who knows.. in old […]
Characters
I heard them talking, but then they stopped. They heard me listening, and that’s what I wanted, or […]
This Pinot caught me, instructed me with its night-noted poetry, soft but coercive palate.. wish I had it […]
Of my own. Of our own where I could involve Jack and Alice if she wanted, and whatever […]
on one of the stools. Needed coffee. Went upstairs to check on Alice and found Jackie in our […]
The adjunct thing, what kind of thing, a con a soap opera, a mess, an everything and a […]
And in my new whirl I think of possibilities and what to build and I just think of […]
Not five oclock but close enough.. 5:41, had a thought last night before falling asleep of beating Kerouac […]
9:18 and at the Starbucks on the old block, Yulupa.. dealing again with a mood this morning but […]
Haircut Writing, in “salon” if that’s what you could call this place.. “I want to be a winemaker […]