4/6/15
fatherhood
Coffee.
We play:
Day stops, slows, and here we are. Been waiting for this, no obligation but to be with […]
Was thinking driving back from campus that I’m sick of the blog, and that the pages I wrote, […]
5:41, Jackie up as he couldn’t open his eyes from whatever made them water so, associated with his […]
Nearly at two thousand for day. Think I need a nap, much I want to read through Kerouac’s […]
6:40a. Up, but not sure Why. Keeping Self in this Poetry prison. Surprised. Thought, Surely, I would have […]