LISTEN HERE. I hope you are okay. Thanks. That's all I have to say about that. Interesting how many platitudes have an opposite impact of their intent. Interesting how "hope" can be used to mean expect. Do I have an obligation to meet others' expectations, even when it is not I who them? Do I… Continue reading I Hope You Are Okay
I like how you spend your timebreathing— into your pelvic fire,to help signal a feeling of release,balancing contentment with desire,because it is necessary for holiness. I like how you spend your timeeating—what makes you pucker:green tea, Montmorency cherries;steeling yourself for loose hunger,and for whomever says: Yes, please. I like how you spend your timedrinking—from an… Continue reading I Like How You Spend Your Time
LISTEN HERE. I have lived alone for one week of the past two hundred and thirty-nine weeks, starting April 15, 2020, which was to be the first day back to "normal" in Oregon — a long, but not too long, awaited release from holding all of the bad feelings that the COVID-19 lockdown brought up… Continue reading How’s it going?
Truth from your mouth means more to me than striking it rich in a gold mine. With your very own hands you formed me from an image of melt-in-your-mouth perfection. See me — in my woolen strings, stretchedacross the fuel bed, contemplatingwhat you meant by "Soon." Between the low heat of combustion,and the failure of… Continue reading Psalm 119:71
The sun had come down, but not out.It was the bulb of a projector, casting cool, blue light from its core; except for lacking an electrical cord. Where did the heat come from that changed the surface of the moon from swiss cheese to a flat screen, capable of displaying our vitals? A reddish tinge… Continue reading Afterglow