More apocalypse, less angst
One lover brought me flowers and another brought me God; straight through from the screen into meaning, one voice meets another in a smoky subterranean bar (disappearing in fast number these rumpus-room arrangements). About travel, and fantasy and trauma and scotch we whittled down… Continue Reading “One lover brought me flowers and another brought me God.”
I’ve been working out pretty steadily for the past three months or so – trying to kick myself into shape for the Marble Mountains trip at the end of August which I’d like to do without killing myself. More recently, I’ve been trying to… Continue Reading “Not a girl with thin wrists.”
A sheaf of papers and 158 ways to cut them down. Bind and bale them for resurrection as feed when the fertile land goes frozen six months of the year. Scatter over soil as a weed repellant in the garden, or compost the lot… Continue Reading “Planting.”
Just felt like updating my friends on current stuff in production. I have been asked for permission to print one of my photos by a US magazine out of Columbia University (SOULS Journal). It’s my first time having a photograph in print (I’ve had… Continue Reading “Producing.”