I’m generally not surprised so much by what I hear as by the fact that I’m hearing it… Continue reading
poetry
Not lost, but manifest (a poem)
I have decided to stop watching Manifest—and for the same reason I stopped watching Blindspot (also on NBC): so unrelentingly morose, enough to make thirtysomething and My So-Called Life seem positively giddy… Continue reading
Dreamspoke (a poem)
Before I get down to work… Continue reading
Winter storm advisory (a poem)
A late/early entry… Continue reading
The red poem
When I paint, I prefer blues and green; when I do digital sketches, it’s red, yellow, black, and white.
The third (a poem)
Gave myself a bit more room this evening… Continue reading
Tar stuck to my shoes (a poem fragment)
I don’t know why I was thinking about tar… Continue reading
Somewhere (a poem)
A late entry after a long day… Continue reading
Floe (a poem)
One eye dilated this afternoon, making the world look decidedly weird… Continue reading
Torn, not quite detached (a poem)
Tired eyes and digital paintings… Continue reading
Ordinary Average Thoughts 