Monthly Archives: June 2018
we’re sitting on the porch, just rick and me. the bridesmaids are bridesmaiding, mo and june are off in search of burgers. it’s a warm day in oregon; a light breeze makes the giant sunflower in front of the porch … Continue reading
dear kate: In my defense, they should never leave Sharpies just lying around in places that sell caffeine. Irresponsible. We were in Macy’s yesterday when Mo said “I need a pen.” Which means basically, “I’m breathing, so I need to … Continue reading
I got an ol’ used car and it runs just like a top I get the feelin’ it ain’t Ever gonna stop — the prophets clark and crowell I own an ’88 honda civic. it’s old and battered, like me. … Continue reading
There’s a man up here who claims to have his hands upon the reins. There are chains upon his hands and he’s riding upon a train. — the prophet james taylor mud slide slim and the blue horizon. i listened … Continue reading
“Do you want to take something for dinner? I have some stuff you won’t like!” This is why I love her so. It’s also why I’m often hungry.
Snap, thump, run. One guy, one ball, one trash can. He snaps, hits the can, runs to get the ball, runs back. He does this over and over and over and over and over and over and over. It’s just … Continue reading
1. left foot 2. right foot 3. breathe 4. repeat as necessary.