Five days I have kept to myself. I walk in the opposite direction of downtown…
Fun or not Rest or worryWarm or shiveryNew or divot-edSleep or eatSilent or creakyLaying or slouchedRead or writeThinking or watching…
An old reporter burns his clippings to stay warm but then he has nothing left.
He’s younger than he looks. He was even handsome once before the debris and dirt of an asphalt life burrowed…
Normally I’m a bum,
He’s Nobody — a crumbling tower of yesterdaysheld in a brown paper bag.Scrounging for change,back curved against stone,Nobody…
Sing a song of love today
of broken hearts
This morning, I went to see my sister, Becky. She needed lights. She’d called two weeks before.
You’re a tourist today in this city, not meant to notice anything but the glitter traps and the…