Monthly Archives: November 2018

What?! Why on a night like this so cold so cutting would you go so deep ask such penetrating questions so smoothly so sharply? Did I offer permission give any hint we had reached such a point that you could … Continue reading →

I always wanted to get to know you better but you never seemed to care. All my offers, invitations and presented opportunities fell like lead zeppelins plopping pointlessly into the seas. You just weren’t that into me in any possible … Continue reading →

As it turns out in the discussion we were having last night I was less right than I usually am and I am now somewhat less confident in the decisions I made when I left the house to sleep in … Continue reading →

When you’re on the phone in the midst of a conversation – maybe the conversation – and you’re trying to say important things, things that have perhaps been fomenting longer than they should like some toxic stew you just knew’d … Continue reading →

My therapist says he does not in his professional opinion believe I am experiencing any side effects from the medication. He does not ascribe these symptoms to an undiagnosed mania nor a heretofore unknown sort of delusion that is leaving … Continue reading →

Lately your voice has gotten so much quieter when we talk. I don’t believe you’ve grown any more timid. I am afraid that you’ve become afraid are walking on eggshells believe you fear you might crack me open with an … Continue reading →

When you asked the question I wasn’t thinking straight. As I look around through an elephant’s memory of paintings and scarves and poems and stories and tales that would change with every telling that blanket my weird walls through all … Continue reading →

Maybe it’s better rushing down this icy path at increasing speeds: faster faster, collecting snow, at growing alacrity ever closer to some blinding terminus with the glare and the ice pellets pelting and causing no end of disturbing dissonance. Perhaps … Continue reading →

A good artist knows when it’s time to drop a failed project. A smart scientist can see when an experiment has not gone in the expected direction. An adventurer who has gotten lost should know enough to eventually ask for … Continue reading →

Sometimes the client wants to build a shittier mousetrap and what can you do? Capitalism is a crappy economic system and the only ones worse are all the others so when the client says, “Corrupt the efficiency of your device,” … Continue reading →