Damn Johns

Vacation ends. Here I am looking off the cliff, reading what I can from my books before sleep shadows over and it is Monday morning. My cat is the most serene person in the room. His eyes are closed, making little grunting noises. What it means for me to write as a valid person in …

suffocation

public domain, notes, midnight attempts at breathing simply all fail horizontally so vertically the chair offers something more, at least for the moment. classical music plays. I am wheezing next to the window without medication, bothering myself. my cat also has not fallen asleep. notes on work: the guys, the managers there are incredibly sports …

looking down

Russian music is playing on NPR. since I'm back to reading Dostoevsky these days, I'm psyched about this. however, the helicopters are a hateful distraction. in my childhood I went for a little ride in one with the local weather man, looking down at the flat firehouse grounds 50 feet below. things are different now. …