"We gotta get out of here", you said
I visited you later that month, the tubes and lights and charts chronicling your descent. I held your hand in the brightness of that room, amazed by the translucence of your papery skin and the isobaric schema carrying blood here and there.
I saw myself leaning against the shop window, yet I was standing metres away. Imagine being in two places at once. Intrigued, I watched her. Striking resemblance: a tall slim body in a yellow lace dress, fuzzy hair, long nose, bony knees: replicas of…
I am abandoned to the mundane/
calculations of a small mind/
trapped by small considerations
I got a sixth of a cow in the freezer
That’s not meant to be just a teaser
I guess all I’m sayin’
Come on home and you’ll be stayin’
Cause I got a sixth of a cow in the freezer
Got a rack and a half of ribs
I ain’t tellin’ you no fibs
the devil is beating his wife
Pam was, for just a moment, speechless; there it was, out in the open, for all to see, like an upchucked chipmunk from their cat Mitzi on the rug in front of us.
I have two memories of my dad. The first is a story he liked to tell: So my old woman came home one day with a worm. She sets the worm on the counter and goes into…
Suddenly you've got something to do on Sundays -
Wake up early and dress your best.
facts of matters are not as they seem,/hour by hour crafty comments creep in,/another hour and "the good" is a horror:/ our human blindness is older than our sight.