Monday, February 21, 2011

Ode to the sea

I listen for fish, confident
because I speak their language. 
We burn softly in the eastern sun.




Friday, February 11, 2011

Week End

Clichés are all true. Time heals a bad-funk Wednesday no later than Friday.








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Tuesday, February 8, 2011

22 miles...

this day we hallucinated. 22 miles in the sun makes you loopy. we tried writing

along the Venetian with no pen because I haven't yet figured out how to write while walking.  
the setting is post-apocalyptic anyway so maybe we wouldn't have had a pen?