Tom Robbins-how he warms my cockles so
Tom Robbins has been the guiding force of my literary imagination for as long as back as I can reme…..well, to be specific I was 19. I can’t recall how I came by a copy of Another Roadside Attraction, but I did, and it blew my tiny mind, to put it mildly. It was then, and remains now, the oldest, most worn out, rattiest, cover duct-taped,... [Read more...]
Imagination does not Exist-Hafiz
You should come close to me tonight wayfarer for I will be celebrating you your beauty still causes me madness keeps the neighbours complaining when I start shouting in the middle of the night because I cant bear all this joy I will be giving birth to suns I will be holding forests upside down gently shaking soft animals from trees and burrows into... [Read more...]
Um, better late than never? Happy Anniversary, MLP!
Wow, where on earth is Promise, eh? I haven’t been back, really back in the saddle of writing since early December. I probably shouldn’t tell you that, as you may not have noticed the HUUUGGEE gap (gulp) but since I missed my own damn anniversary, I thought I should get down on bended knees and freeakin APOLOGIZE. BABY, I’m sorry!... [Read more...]
Conman-Jeremy Clark-Erskine
It was an ordinary night in October, 2009. I was on OKCupid, considering disabling my profile, as I was exhausted from dating, and wanted to take a break. A handsome and charming young man and I started chatting on IM, and he impulsively asked me if he could meet me for some ice cream, right then. So I said yes (what the hell sort of thinking). 2 dates... [Read more...]
Not enough time
There’s not enough time to fix it–to mend over the broken, ripped stitches.Or to make new, luminescent ones. There’s not enough words–I have to shout just so you will hear me, and even then, I’m abbreviating it so you will get the gist. There’s not enough ways to talk–talking brings on coughing, which brings... [Read more...]
