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She is on vacation and I miss her to the point of falling out sick. It feels like I am under the influence of some kind of alcohol that I’ve shot down for the very first time in my life, and it’s making me so ill that I don’t know what to do with myself.…… Continue reading long hours

1. Wake up remembering where you are. 2. On his first day the kid makes a killing at his lemonade stand. 3. Send him warm thoughts. I’ve decided on “nothing.” It’s the best way to describe what I’m doing here. A dead bird comes, and I want to talk about it, sailing in and through…… Continue reading blue blood runs red

I’ve revamped my homepage. I’ll continue adjusting it over the days.

Strange hours. I’ve been writing so much, I’ve practically forgotten how. Relearning now, how to put one foot in front of the other – is this appropriate? Spell out in a whole sentence how freakin’ late at night it is. Send in then no phone calls. Expect no answer. I’m drinking a tall glass of…… Continue reading failures

days have floated down to a greater calm and I’m thankful for it so long to the stress behind computers may this town render something better in life I won’t mind if I have to change directions first, second, and third drafts I’m thinking in terms of a writer now afternoon sleepiness happy but cold…… Continue reading sleepy entry

Lost my job yesterday. She called me into that make shift office and axed me with as much kindness as she could muster; after all, it was not her doing, but this order was coming from higher up, a moving of the chess pieces, nothing personal, I know this. Of course there is nothing personal…… Continue reading partial liberation

The other morning when I got out of the shower, I began to shake so bad I couldn’t put my clothes on for at least two minutes; I practically went into convulsions, and I thought for a moment I was going to throw up in the sink. Tonight I get in and the heater down…… Continue reading what crime is there?

bottles pile up empty and sit around for long whiles old corpses vessels water carriers they become transformed washed out finding goodness drinking all of it these glass containers I have the right to it I bought them when I escaped the womb when you weren’t looking so you see now it’s different and I…… Continue reading bottles

my new article is up over at Static Void. I’m fairly pleased with it this month.

I’m sorry, I was cut off again. Time cut off that last thought, that last bit of speech from you, that sound bite, your letter. Weighing down on me tonight, heavily: sleep like ropes pulling me in, into something heavy, 12 hours. I probably ate too much for dinner and now everything else is out…… Continue reading my days really are eventful and exciting to me