Monthly Archives: April 2018

Throw the coin down and eventually it’s gonna hit the bottom. It may take a long time. It may make a really faint noise when it finally hits. You may have to take a fucking nap or two before the … Continue reading →

For some time now talking to you has proven much harder than writing to you and if I’m honest writing at you is really much more the preferred form of communication. There are things I need to say but it … Continue reading →

To Mike Cannon, who had the nerve to be present when I corrected him when he said his grandmother had come down from the Bronx for his East Village show: Just because I was mistaken when I told you that … Continue reading →

It’s probably not that big a deal. You’re probably not as concerned about this as I am. I’m probably much more in my head about this than I need to be. I’ve probably imagined this to be a much bigger … Continue reading →

I am sorry. I am trying. I know how frustrating it must be or, I think I can imagine. It’s not a problem I’ve ever had myself. I have never known anyone to look at me and consistently see magic … Continue reading →

You were supposed to be a god. You were meant to be a hero. You were planning to marry a gold digger – not that you’d care. It wouldn’t matter because you could afford to look into the heart of … Continue reading →

The clouds are grey and ominous and still they are beautiful. How is that? Is it the shape of the heavy objects above floating towards their eventual destination never telling when they might unload whatever they may hold? Is it … Continue reading →

Some times, on those sunny days with the puffy clouds in early spring when the weather changes and the right new partner rests there in the special crook in your arm and everything feels new and right and good and … Continue reading →

I just missed tripping over my Stanley fan which is convenient since it’s just about time to take it out for the season since it’s April and just about right for those in the Northeast US to find some use … Continue reading →

That failure was not particularly spectacular but it certainly was complete. Perhaps I no longer know what a scalper looks like or how one speaks or how the bargain is made or even what the terms are. The show that … Continue reading →