Tag: Journal

Gem Curvaceous

Tomorrow, I promise more poetry.  More.  Wrote one today, that’s three in the last three days.  I’ve had enough of expected’s—  patterned mechanicals.  How does that work, look at the gears, me sipping another glass, […]

An Afternoon Page

Entirely in father province of the writer-father role, beginning this morning, with Emma gifted me an explosively abhorrent diaper, Jackie impatient and needing breakfast and to be entertained somehow.  All of course whilst Ms. Alice […]