again rushing. haven’t written in days. well, haven’t typed in days. just hurried notes in these little pages […]
Verse
Do I have one? Not yet. But I’m close. I know that now. Things have changed in ways […]
8/6/12. 1000 words for book, logged. Nice so far, this day off. Little Kerouac upstairs naps. And me, […]
8/5/12 — Friday night. Well, mine. Thinking only of verse. But more so, in moment instant, enveloped in […]
2nite, no prose, avoid it in droves; ink marks, on many parts of my clothes, bones; overdosed in […]
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. […]
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 […]
At winery, all characters. Wine Store owner from OH. Screenwriter from NYC. And, me. I’m noticing my wine […]