Sipping the last of my wine, and I need to take a minute to do something, but what, […]
Runners
though the big dinner I had makes me slow, as well as this St. Francis Cab. Want to […]
tonight, poems and prose to be read. Jack and I now watch some carton before bed. Only now […]
On lunch early. Time now 11:54 and I still very much feel run from earlier, those 9 miles […]
starts with a defeat, somewhat of a failure, me not waking and running. BUT, waking at 4 and […]
The whole day today, or much of it, I kept ping-ponging all about my head concerning me as […]
Focal Assemblage “Reflective equator”, I finished yesterday saying. This median of reflection or introspection or whatever Zen mode […]
Two poems to type. Won’t tonight. Feeling lazy and tired from morning run. 8.5 miles, surprised self— Didn’t […]
My confrontation of negativity is now more of an embrace of it– letting it inspire and creatively shove […]
Entirely in father province of the writer-father role, beginning this morning, with Emma gifted me an explosively abhorrent […]