Enthusiasm precedes you and your empathy is like a force field not to be contained, fizzing forward by celebratory champagne flutes of the sauce bubbling over as they’re tossed back […]
Side Hustle (the fake I do when I should be paying attention at library board) Read More »
I meet you at the top of the drive as you pull in. Three hours past due, Labor Day leftovers lukewarm. Your music blaring glaring but for the exception that
Am feeling a little Han Solo this morning. It’s a bad feeling. Already, there’s trouble in the cantina, and a firefight has broken out. Would love to get you a passage to Alderaan,
Han’s Solo Blues (or Delusions of Grandeur) Read More »
This came up in today’s reminders on the FaceSpace. Looks like a day for blog posting. This is a song directly after a break-up (two months or so) to the
…and that is the truth. Read More »
Shuffling, shambling down the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. The glitz and the glamour and the people passing by as quickly as my days upon this earth. I’ve been down these
Rebel without a God Read More »
This is one nostalgic jaunt I can no longer make connection to– the roads have changed and there are more pressing matters upon which to attend. THEN At four and
walk on the water fisher of men capsized, baptized in a puddle by the side of the road is enough for shallow me
Fishes (are less than, equal to, or greater than) Wishes Read More »
shuttled through tunnels like so much spoiled meat snuffling and a-snarling the beast upon two feet Minotaurian presence half-man the body shared double the size of normal men if anyone