with a laugh and a sigh |
Lying In A Hammock At William Duffy's Farm In Pine Island, Minnesotaby James WrightOver my head, I see the bronze butterfly,Asleep on the black trunk,blowing like a leaf in green shadow.Down the ravin...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Thu, 12 Jun 2008 09:21:00 PST |
moving friends |
We'd loaded the entire truckand were at the new housetaking trips in and outcarrying tables and couches books, bedframes, appliancesmy friend, his dad, another friend and myself.The four of us were on...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Sun, 04 May 2008 01:14:00 PST |
after further consideration |
at homewith myselflistening to musicgiven to me bya girl who used toI didn’t listen to it then, butnever found a reason to throw it away.I’ve moved twice, since.now a little less stubbornI...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 10:53:00 PST |
living lite |
I’ve only ever hada couple hundred dollarsand potentialany more than thatand I start to get concerned.it begins to mean something.to have little ornothing is an art anda freedomunique to itselfn...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 06:50:00 PST |
greener grass greener |
those girlsI’d see them and thinkwe could be together, ifonlythings weren’t so strained by travelor what we createthe lure of securityor one of us wasn’t leavingor the moon was waxin...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 12:20:00 PST |
place to be |
the man at the record storewith the bandanaand the beard and tattoosinforms me this isall her favorite musicwe’re listening to.this is the collection he madefor her funeral, Yep, wife of twenty ...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 06:40:00 PST |
glass ceiling |
the matchbooks here-I remember themI guessI haven’t been here sincethe girl I was datingmanaged the placeshe came to see meone night, handed me a matchbook which was odd, I didn’t smoketh...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 11:49:00 PST |
particulars |
Richardwho is not everRich or Dickor Rickaskedif I knew Matt, who looked upand noddedspokeonly, " |Matthew| &nbs...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 08:07:00 PST |
fair trade |
a man stole my friend's moneyoff the counterand put it in his mouthI know thisbecause after lookingin his walletand all of his pocketsand under his hatI squeezed the sides of his facewith my thumb and...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 09:08:00 PST |
explanation |
knives, forks wrapped in napkins andcoffee mugs next to sugar caddiesshe told me that she didn't finish itin the concentration camp because a little girl told herif she didshe'd never find outhow the ...
Posted by Eddie Kilowatt on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 02:48:00 PST |
