2nite, no prose, avoid it in droves; ink marks, on many parts of my clothes, bones; overdosed in […]
Music
-Tired from last night’s event. Shorter day, today, thankfully. -Quite a few rude characters in tasting Room, both […]
more enactments. For the yet in intermission. finalize my forum. Racing to my glass. wine, singing to writer […]
teach my habits to B more habitual how will that happen, especially when work dominates each step, curve […]
4pm. Last day in July. Hot like summer’s only getting started on us. At the Starbucks on Farmers. […]
As many people are, watching the olympics. Sipping the rest of that ’08 Cab. Looking through the pictures […]
Me, slight bite, after three nights of a wee hike; My knees, tight, for a breeze bright; a […]
post modern wednesday. or is it my thursday? my week’s middle, where many begin end. or is it […]
Too many similarities between writings recent, and mikeslognoblog posts from 2 years ago. So, going deeper into current […]
It centers me, I guess. I have to write. I remember between classes at Foothill college, while it […]