province.
Poems
That it. It had to be. Not the formula But the frame. The plain. The vein. Reign.
Everything has to be written.
Thought is the obstruction. Movement is the induction.
Look at pictures. Your memories. Always write to them.
Write more of it.
Short poem done. Not sure what to do now. Go upstairs and check on Jack, or stay here. […]
Now
Day 9. About conviction, about defiance, about all of us finding what we’re searching for. Coltrane playing me […]
Looking back at the writer.