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.