Monthly Archives: April 2016

There is beauty that is only skin deep. Conversely ugly is sometimes only superficial while underneath lie several layers of lovely. That sort of charm may prove more valuable as it is harder to find, oh so much more difficult … Continue reading →

That song you just wrote? I really like it. I liked it the first time I heard it From Billy Joel thirty three years ago. I get it. Writing songs is hard and sometimes it helps to look to your … Continue reading →

There is something in the air tonight. I can feel it and I’ve had my fill of it. This stranger at the next table will not stop staring nor will Colin let it be. I’m stuck in the middle between … Continue reading →

My therapist says I may shoplift no longer. What are you, he asks, sixteen? Wait, I reply, is it all right to steal at sixteen? You pay eighty dollars a session he responds, is that how you want to spend … Continue reading →

I knew you were a mess from the moment I met you and I thought to myself "I could clean up for a girl like that." It was something about your look. Your eyes had something hard to believe about … Continue reading →

I saw my old school and some of its young students the other day. One had aged poorly the other, not at all. I am not into high school students the way I used to be and by that I … Continue reading →

You want I should talk to him that guy over there giving you the eye? I don’t think I appreciate the attention he’s paying to you. Let me know if you want me to intercede. You don’t need to deal … Continue reading →

Have you written your poem yet? Get to it! There’s work to be done and I don’t see you doing it. No. No excuses. There’s no time for that. I don’t have an hour to chat – nor two. I’ve … Continue reading →

I think the blonde at the table over there? The one with the big tits and the willing smile? I think she needs help. I think she needs someone to save her. The eyes she’s been giving me make me … Continue reading →

You should quit. You should stop. You’re not getting what you want so maybe it makes sense to look somewhere else. There’s a wall that you keep hitting a whip you’re self-inflicting. You could drop it. The path you’re on … Continue reading →