my mom, she vacuumed everyday. Danchi- I don’t even think she had one…
It’s the eve of a new year, two thousand and eighteen years after the death of Christ, one of a trilogy visiting us in triage, a place we seem to be fast approaching, as we speak. Other than Hawaii, and Samoa, we are last to know the next year. I’m in some kind of hell, […]
“No bones. Not even a knee cap.” As if knee caps are a different currency altogether, and, if that were the case, I should have a buried treasure full of gold somewhere, risk-free, in the desert. I’ve been watching Breaking Bad in consecutive order, an anomoly for me other than “Lost,” […]
like a patient etherized upon the table — is a phrase I never forget.