Each word, a tool, each sentence a brick– paragraph, building. Build cities–
Mike Madigan
let the nihilism overtake my state. I’m turning this ship around and back out to the ocean. That […]
Jesse gave me the other day. Don’t feel too pained from run, but a bit tired from day […]
That’s pretty much my attitude always, anymore, toward Mondays. Why does everyone freak out so electrically with Mondays? […]
In the morning on campus feeling like a vine after a brutal harvest. But I’m here and present […]
If you’re at work and you’re counting down the minutes and seconds and however you in your head […]
“If you think you’re done, tell yourself there’s more to write.” I offered the students yesterday. That’s what […]
9:26AM, day after Thanksgiving, and there’s music in everything— in the office chatter across the floor, in the […]
Good question. Told myself I wouldn’t buy lunch from the cafeteria, but I had to. Think I burnt […]
Back from lunch and I’m ping-ponging between work and the book, my poems I’ve been drumming all day, […]