Awake. Been so for about 90 minutes. On day’s menu: Writing, delayed xmas shopping, Charles Schwab visit. Need […]
Journals
Laziness.. My treat to Self. Weekend.. This actually feels like one. Usually, I’d be Getting ready for class. […]
Books surrounding me. Pressure. But not too much. Need mocha. And this Lit magazine. That’ll keep My littered […]
Flattened. For serving. Travel to equaling Epitaph. Noticing everything’s better In fiction. Reality, gutter drips. No Regret. Not […]
Had everything on mind platter, now it’s gone. Should wear this laptop around my neck. Glass, the Zin […]
Categorize my Self as I do the Morning mocha. But you want me to attach word, two maybe. […]
again not liking how close these people to me stand in line. Have to quit this pattern. But […]
Retaliate against my own galleys’ plate. Speak my own street, isolate in sleets. My reach, only to open […]
Only 54 minutes left in poetry prison. Deciding if I want to leave or not. In glass, ’07 […]