Sometimes this town is a little screwy. A man steps forward shiny object in his hand like he’s got something to say But he just stares I drive away Another runs up Magnolia in the left-turn only lane I look in the rear-view as I drive by he fades away Is it possible to get [...]
Ugh. …I don’t know what to talk about No, I do know what to talk about but I’m not sure if it will translate to the page Tara Hardy says that much of what we write is trying to communicate to others how it feels to exist in these things called bodies Lately I haven’t [...]
The first two words came into my head this afternoon while I was driving home in heavy rain. Rivers risen dresses strewn along the banks Storm time come early sideways rain blinds me on the road I arrive home in time to miss the flood and greet the disappointment The grey lady has disappeared into [...]
I saw a photo of Neil Armstrong’s suit in National Geographic or something… Neil Armstrong’s spacesuit sucked out smoothed out dried out and mounted on the wall It sags a bit where you don’t expect I look away it doesn’t need privacy but I don’t need reminders (27 January 2020—posted January 29) Wishes sometimes [...]
From a day partly spent reading about Gaby Agis, Pet Shop Boys, and Bill Nelson. (And the actor whose name I couldn’t remember is Stephen Elliott, who played the police chief in Beverly Hills Cop). When the dancer stripped off her mask I lost sight of the shape in the blur of movement and the failure [...]
A weird little random thought. If the manner of execution is to be considered I’d rather be dreaming so I could wake up before it all goes dark (21 January 2020—posted January 23) Wishes sometimes have consequences—available to order from your favorite local bookstore! IndieBound search: https://www.indiebound.org/search/book?keys=wishes+sometimes+have+consequences If they can’t get it for [...]
Yesterday. Listening to The Art of Noise and being unsuccessful at writing more than fragments… 1 I am visiting the end of a century at the start of a decade thinking about beginnings and endings— some already come and gone others pending— but coming to no conclusions 2 The familiarity of my living room is [...]
Written while watching the DVD that comes with At the End of a Century by The Art of Noise… Hanging out with Madonna in a two-room flat above a garage listening to Deee-Lite and Debussy and playing backgammon while the makeup artist works The tiles lining the concourse form mysterious shapes the light on the [...]
Last night was stormy; today absolutely nothing happened… Some things take a long time to unfold I always get hung up on the creases even though I tell myself not to that it all evens out eventually Some days it’s relentless nothing has changed from the day before Or maybe everything has and I’m just [...]
A new year begins… When I opened the blinds this morning the sun was bright and the sky was clear and blue Now its all dark and endless grey to remind me I miss you I thought maybe this was the start of better days ahead I wonder now if I should spend tomorrow here [...]
