Hate sleep lately. What does it do, but just put me to sleep. No words, no sound, unless […]
poetry verse
Haikus don’t hit palate right. Nor do sonnets, sestinas. What do I do when this happens– No, not […]
6:58am. Not exactly Barleycorn time, but I’ll take it. Outside, not as overcast, but just as cool. As […]
4/12/12. Back at the keys, and I have no idea what to push. Kept notes all day today, […]