Coffee ready. Utterly drained from yesterday. Was reading an article about a writer/blogger who was murdered, read yesterday […]
Mike Madigan
2/28/15, notes And I’m typing, I wrote yesterday but I feel like I didn’t write anything, not a […]
My Body is an Alter Ink drills into skin Anchors sink into flesh Needles pass stories Through me […]
Let’s see how many I get to. Jackie slept in his own bed all night. He made some […]
Office.. Is this an office? New people, too many, numbers, speaker voice, too loud, coughs, conversation, sometimes at […]
1/22– Couldn’t go back to sleep, and I tried. Mom and Dad left for my city today, my […]
Timer set, 25 min to write and post. Was going to use bathroom to splash water on face […]
I’ll proof the letter to Dav momentarily, but now I enjoy quiet on the bottom floor, on carpet […]
after Jackie came back, and I have more optimistic steppings in my fold, my character and sight. A […]
Slammed, no care, leave, draw, more color, or others, or once the wine finds my aorta, then my […]