Revisiting jar, hope there’s enough change. Always need espressos shots. 11/8/13
Poems
Heated, into snake mode. Rattle. Can’t write. And usually I Can on November heights. Pleasant till cornered. Pick […]
8:58pm. Sent 3 poems to 2River, an online publication. Going to start a handwritten submission chart. As I […]
teeter, otter, looking at clouds slither away from bay. envy, from this patio, dancing with this ale. he’s […]
9:33am. Writing retreat day, 1 of 2. Already catching Self in OVERthink. Just write, I tell mySelf. Going […]
Class tomorrow, Halloween. More in the Poe spirit. I’ll get further into his messages, his rhetoric, next class. […]
37 degrees, lurk with lead in the knees, Miscreant Eden, aversion to orthodoxy reason– No leaves in the […]
What are you pouring today? Look at the menu. So are these all the options? Yes. So choose […]
Shoved by a schedule– is n’t that death? Square, soul, slither, another option. Heard from jays, branches occupied. […]
Murdering responsibility– Just getting on a plan to Paris– Espressos over the Atlantic. Free. Give each sky shape […]