At seven o’clock I brewed some coffee, waiting for it to finish, I stared at leftover pizza— I decided to eat straight from the box —like beautiful birds of old, or like the mouth of a miracle. It was now Tuesday. Standing in the kitchen, a lonely water drop rippled in the sink. The first […]Read more "Ordinary Tuesday Morning"
there’s a jungle in the floor crack do you see it, it has trees and all the animal sounds and all that stuff jungles have with their green lives and the lies that surround them chopping away at their beauty, but who else might want a stab at the crumb, look there’s a line out […]Read more "acres and acres and acres and acres and acres and acres of trees"
No one knows beforehand what will about a new color of experience, yet beauty appears as radiance of an analysis as result of a thing emanating as occurrence in experience, contains the constituents of events and is the alteration of whatever else may have appeared in its location. The significance of a flashing icon moving […]Read more "Beauty Appears"
minutes pluck the cheerleader from these endorsed gravities, they are necessary and contain more earth than a single drop of GMO grain and that’s challenging to explain to a bloodline carrying pigeon cyst formational advertising campaigns post-civil war chaperones in their coffee, donkeys understand high-beams beside horses awaiting trot, such beautiful creatures a ceiling stands […]Read more "The Middle"
some mistakes cannot be erased from their undoing and remain in the faces of the stained they’ve hurt this we know and this must afford compassion from windows not far from the immediate incident report but from those directly affected shards of glass that leg-room lodge themselves into the thighs and eyes of dolphinsRead more "Beautfiul Dolphins"