Writings

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Day 28

Los Angeles – highway five A 92 year old man is waiting. We will bring him the moon.

i am trying to find a way to say i love you that sounds like i am saying something different. because you are my special forever friends...

for my birthday i got a belt of cellulite a bag of popcorn and tickets to hear the stone foxes. nobody told me my ass would drop or the...

tonight i am listening to a cello concerto on a vintage garage sale turntable i scored for twenty bucks. last night - a law and order...

tonight everything is sleepy - even the dark itself - but i am trying to scratch one more mark into the empty sky like so many takes on...

my child is poet though he hates to be called one. says every mom thinks their kid is a genius. meanwhile, he's writing lines that strip...

the best part of friendship is the friend part - how every single other thing in life can blow for a minute or a day or even a week - but...

sometimes grief comes out of left field dressed like an angry bird. steals your sack lunch - makes a mess of things. i try to hold your...

i took a break today from caring too much. ate grilled cheese and onion rings at the same meal - mixed the colors and whites in the...

I cannot tell if everything is sailing or sinking - whether what feels like rain is food for the plants or floods in the making. there...

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.