I’m tired of being on edge all the time a mundane machine, overclocked and ready to explode in the most boring way possible…
todayI went to get a diet cokeat my deli on the cornerand I saw a little girlsmiling at a dog,tugging on her mom’s handto look at all the beautyand I ran home to write this.
Awed by this dance of continuous change,a symphony out of transformation’s range,where one thing turns to another, anew,so the sum always…
You thread the city through your disguise. As if it is part of you.
There’s a billion ways to skin a cat and a million bags to put the cat in, but for the love of God stop skinning cats and…
I expected your thoughts to be less pessimistic.
In the midst of midsummer madness my mind ceases to race on this Friday eve. My only responsibility is to make…