four minutes. |
i wonder what you're doing right now.what that meant.what one random passing in time happened to mean in the scheme of an entire life.nicotine.america.my father is right here with me, somewhere.someti...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Oct 2007 00:33:00 GMT |
hand in hand with the homos. |
the air here is bitter.earlier this morning, two branches were splayed across the walkway in washington square. the leaves were still green.washington square, was i racing there?those leaves are gonn...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 01:32:00 GMT |
washington square... was i racing there? |
This is a difficult time for me to be in New York. Fall is a tainted season, although the blood red leaves haven't started popping up around the city, mingled with the orange and yellows. The red on...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 15:24:00 GMT |
editorial. |
As a writer, I suppose I have a different view of the texts that I read than most people. I think of each text whether it be a poem or a novel or an editorial for that matter as a space that is wa...
Posted by on Sat, 31 Mar 2007 13:31:00 GMT |
poems by norman kauffman |
love song.
sorry for clicheslike haste-makes-wastebut it doesloving to soonyou motherfuckeri'll moveand take a break and snakedown avenueswith king solomon'spineapple paradethat'll be the dayyeah, tha...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 18:07:00 GMT |
editorial. |
I have a bit of a tradition with a close friend of mine from high school. Like most traditions we have no clue how this started, but whenever we meet for lunch it's always at the same Chinese bu...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 21:54:00 GMT |
editorial. |
On a recent trip home to Maryland, I had a strong desire to take a walk. Despite what Woody Allen said about the country, that there's "no place to walk after dinner," there actually are a lot...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 15:11:00 GMT |
tiny blue ghosts. |
I was waiting at the platform the first time I saw one of those things. The light was tinted, as it usually is in those places. A deep blue. The thing moved really slowly, as though ...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Aug 2006 18:00:00 GMT |
je suis fabuleux. |
you know, i never write in this anymore. and it's because i have that other blog that's kind of pretty and all... so here's the link if you're interested. www.jesuisfabuleux.blogspot.com when ...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Jul 2006 03:17:00 GMT |
what does second century christianity and homosexuality have in common? this editorial! |
I've always had a taste in books that would make my mother scratch her head (or move it from left to right) and that would make my father smile. My thought process is much more like my fathers I...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Apr 2006 06:34:00 GMT |
