the collected works |
two poems, pineapple war, march 2008i am trying hard, the corduroy mountain, december 2008ernest hemingway, elimae, december 2008o the dreadful wind and rain, pineapple war, december 2008
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 04:53:00 GMT |
talking about ghosts |
are you still dreaming about ghosts she askedi said no. i said have you been dreaming about ghosts?i've been thinking about people in coats with big bucklesred coats that are faded and they are all pr...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Oct 2008 05:50:00 GMT |
i saw god’s shadow on this world |
the sun came through the windowand you could feel it.i was thinking how there were things about my bank accountthat i didn't want to know right now.i was sitting in a wicker chair and that is how it f...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Oct 2008 05:49:00 GMT |
my exact thoughts at that moment |
the asphalt was like a river.bear with me: in the heat and on its sidesa large amount of tar had been pushed to the sidewalksforming something like river banks.this was where the children played.there...
Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 10:34:00 GMT |
2 poems up |
at pineapple war
Posted by on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 22:51:00 GMT |
what else could we say |
he said i once wanted to write a poem about how falling in love with you was like a first cigarette, but i wasn't really sure where else to go with that, and she said that was just the problem baby, s...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 17:05:00 GMT |
thirty three |
draw storm clouds in the silence hangthose witty remarks you've been saving fora rainy day in thecloset keep themdry.
Posted by on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 19:41:00 GMT |
11/30 |
i asked her how her day was and she said it was pretty good until the weather changed.and i asked her what she meant by that and after a pause she said 'it's alot colder now that it was around 9...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Dec 2006 12:41:00 GMT |
he wants to show me his pokemans, but I decline. |
"My Pokemans, let me show you them." This is what the little boy with the stained mouth says to me as I am waiting in the Chinese food place for Anna to show up for dinner. "Oh." I say. "Please, no th...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 15:54:00 GMT |
