I know a place where the green ivy grows longer, no news of the affairs of men only the occasional sound of fisherman’s whistle. What is this room? The sun shines and I boil my tea; When the moon comes I read stories. I have no news to report. Other than to know that eventually [...]
Archive for November, 2009
Mad Dog
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged alcohol, biscuits, brother, ellen, grass, margaritas, mozzarella, sweet potato, whitney on November 23, 2009 | 1 Comment »
This weekend I spent with Mad Dog margaritas, poems about siblings, Everclear, Zombies, a fishing trip, family in town from far, families coming together, and a forced order of mozzarella sticks. I got inspired at work today, which seems to happen often, and how often can you say that? Now, Ellen has been in the [...]
In Texas, I ride mechanical bulls.
Posted in my life, tagged cowboy, mechanical bull, texas on November 16, 2009 | 3 Comments »
le calme.
Posted in short shorts, tagged French, français, la vie, oiseau, bonjour, au revoir, l'amour, la mort on November 13, 2009 | 1 Comment »
la vie, elle est le souffle, n’est pas? les cycles lents qui vont dedans et dehors: en respirant, le jour devient la nuit, l’été devient l’hiver, nos vies deviennent les vies des autres, l’amour, la mort. on dit bonjour. on dit au revoir. on dit bonjour à nouveau. la nature, elle est silencieuse, non? une [...]
Triple Shot.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged dreams, elijah, heidi, restaurants, siamese twins, Twilight, writing on November 11, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I woke up incredibly angry this morning. What was I angry at? Myself. Why? Because last night, I had a vampire dream. I’m not going to tell you about the dream, just that they involved Twilight, and the mere embarrassment of that fact made me utterly angry. … at myself. ——- I remember that for [...]
i’ll sleep on the couch.
Posted in places, tagged couch, Gary, ruins on November 10, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Past your house.
Posted in poetry, tagged chill, cold, days, ellen, guitar, loss, melody, morning, steps, summer, tea, wake up on November 9, 2009 | 3 Comments »
The morning light seeps in through now, with the time change, and I get confused when I wake up. I count them, twelve steps to the bathroom, fourteen more to the tea kettle. I lose track on the way to the balcony. Good morning sun. Seen so many places, vast empty spaces, that I adapt [...]
autumn in texas. (and only in texas.)
Posted in places, tagged texas on November 5, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
halloween at the clubhouse.
Posted in my life, tagged claudia, ellen, halloween on November 3, 2009 | 1 Comment »
