August 29, 2011 § 2 Comments
If you wish to be taken seriously, do not wander up and down the aisles of DSW with your copy of Trollope tucked in your arm, even if you do intend to buy shoes. That only seems to make it worse.
July 14, 2011 § 1 Comment
My loneliness is an efficient machine. It brings me many things.
June 16, 2011 § Leave a comment
Awake, enough, I guess, to write a haiku about not being awake enough.
August 24, 2010 § 2 Comments
bless the eastern edge of the sky
as it rises from the night
bless the light
as I touch it
bless the dark edges of the face
before me between me
and the sun
bless that which I cannot see
bless what the light keeps from me
and bless its unseen watching