tonight, poems and prose to be read. Jack and I now watch some carton before bed. Only now […]
writing fathers
What else in me but a maelstrom rut hole stucksludge– Tangled with this last bit of port, listening […]
of coffee. Writing fathers, or this one in this entry, this morning.. need coffee like fish need their […]
Jedi Sunday Both babies downstairs with me, Alice upstairs for some added rest and collection. Both youngins calm […]