growing up is giving up. |
Posted by on Wed, 28 Dec 2005 21:38:00 GMT |
ugh. |
waking up to the crowing (is it improper to attach one bird's name to another's action? i don't really think i care) of a rooster is not so romantic as one might think.
just where the hell did ...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Oct 2005 03:52:00 GMT |
10. |
yes I said yes I will Yes
Posted by on Sat, 01 Oct 2005 20:56:00 GMT |
not my words. |
how do our lives ravel out into the no-wind, no-sound, the weary gestures wearily recapitulant; echoes of old compulsions with no-hand on no-strings: in sunset we fall into furious attitudes, dead ges...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Sep 2005 12:55:00 GMT |
