The house had to be clean - I mean thorough-clean - when he got home from the pit for his tea, or he’d throw his plate at the wall and the gravy would run down onto the carpet. There was always gravy.

On Soapography, two actresses are discussing everyone’s personal heaven, and in another room you can hear a woman who is your dead mother combing her hair in a doctor’s smock in a dream,

Not a fuss, not a stink, The eulogy, deep, will make one think, Grandmother, sat in back, will wink

① / empty space / not black / not white / not noise / blanck

He pours another shot and says: Then I buried it in the yard. The time capsule I mean. You have to plug it in to see. I wonder if they’ll know.

I thought, what are we talking about? Botox?

I crave the confines of the convent

He died in the ditch he dug.

I have two of those hand exercisers jamming the tray and keeping it locked in place

Some things I reject out right. That is I think I disagree As John put it. You can't play the game. I was never Too good at pretending. It's not that I can walk on water, It's that I don't mind getting my clothes wet to get away From all the…

Nor woke, as always, to a dark room smelling of the lavender she kept in little bottles to perfume the otherwise stank air. Outside, she could still see the edge of the moon hanging there like a lopsided smile. The early summer wind blew in and stirred the faded floral…

lol romney

She parks the car and trudges insidefor her daily visithoping that the new rouge hidesthe old tears.Five years now she has been comingto see himHe looks nothing like the pictures toanyone but her.They say she should go homeand rest, relaxShe doesn't know how…

If he had not just decapitated a chicken, he was a man I could have loved.

woke up to the sound of a diesel looked out the window to see i’m not home outta bed to see if you had called not a damn thing on my phone