A minister suggested I return to the practice of doing my ‘morning pages’ from The Artist’s Way but I really feel like I have nothing to say that won’t just be kvetching about how much of a struggle it is just to survive. I am really over it. Meanwhile, a hurricane bears down on partContinue reading “Morning pages”
The Last Words on Earth: newyorker.com.
Window detail Originally uploaded by Shotaku Looking out, looking in. Today, the jazz from WWOZ plays, the sun has been up all night, waiting for us to be with it, a new day, no sleep, that necessary function the doctor shows tell us we need and the mattress ads insist we are never getting enoughContinue reading “Window detail, pt. 1”
Heat bleats longer light cracks under foot crowd around — I merge, nobody. #haikuchallenge nobody This is what I ended up with to describe walking around in downtown, feeling discombobulated in a crowd, as the days stay longer later, and passing on sidewalks is a tussle of anonymity, then shout outs to dread, the push-pullContinue reading “Nobody came and went”