Monthly Archives: July 2018

When your strength is your tongue and it betrays you what have you? When your lips are what make you who are you without them? Now that you have become the voiceless what has become of you? Who are your … Continue reading →

You were a bad book and I had a lot of trouble with you from start to finish. At the start I couldn’t understand what you were supposed to be about and at the end I couldn’t understand what you … Continue reading →

There are only so many hours so much time within which you can function you can accomplish you can earn. There are only so many moments during which you can prove that you deserve to be here instead of some … Continue reading →

I am trying to justify stillness become one with my breath learn to live in solitary space to simply sit and be and be alone and be fine without motion. I am struggling to find peace in some sublime isolation … Continue reading →

I wonder how much better I would be were I to forsake you but I know I can never forsake you because you have been a part of me far too long. I have worshiped you for way too many … Continue reading →

I look like an asshole. I feel like an asshole. I probably am an asshole. You know what they say about walking and talking like a duck? I once tried to pull off a pompadour an asshole’s haircut which, in … Continue reading →

Some times in the blistering afternoons of summer or the frost of winter nights I consider the roads not taken, my lives not lived the dances I never learned the plants I didn’t buy. I just passed a rhododendron by … Continue reading →

She killed the kid. Our kid – or potential kid, I guess. Her body, her right, totally, but I wish I were involved. I wish I had been something other than an afterthought. I wish I had been included in … Continue reading →

When you call me baby you diminish me you infantilize you present me as nothing but a desperate, helpless child. A baby is bald and incontinent, pre-ambulant and incoherent and inchoate. When you call me baby it is very difficult … Continue reading →

I didn’t understand the path we took. I asked the driver, “We’re heading downtown?” He looked in the mirror, nodded. “I don’t know the route.” He didn’t say anything, didn’t ask me why I needed to micromanage, why I couldn’t … Continue reading →