This morning came too early…
poem
I bet Newton never had to make this choice (a poem)
And so it continues…
Method (a poem)
Slim pickings today—too distracted to write much, so this is what I’ve got:
Bookstore Poem #650
This one started from the title of a book I passed by.
Intrigue at the Palace (a poem)
Real life is indeed weirder than fiction sometimes…
Tanabata poem
This may seem early, but it is already July 7th in Japan, so…
On what occasion do you lie? (a poem)
Based on the Proust questionnaire, as presented in a Writers Write blog post.
Happy Birthday, America! (a poem)
Thoughts.
Bookstore Poem #648. Today is heavy
Today did feel heavy—and uncomfortably warm. The long-sleeved t-shirt probably didn’t help.
It really wasn’t a bad TV (a poem)
The end of an era—donated my dad’s old TV to Goodwill this afternoon. (The featured image for this post is a photo of the set I took while watching The Nightly Show.)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 