Polishing Rock
The effort may find you wanting, lacking the lapidary skill to smooth the edges that pull at loose threads. …
The effort may find you wanting, lacking the lapidary skill to smooth the edges that pull at loose threads. …
– I have to leave every three days. I need cigarettes, decent food, a shower, a drink. Taking eight hours …
The last of the light squanders itself on skeleton trees, cactus flowers languish in the desert wilds, somewhere there is …
The petals have dried up and fallen away. Only the stems and seed pods remain. I call them daisies out …
…the unfortunate gardeners, you know, those Mexican men who keep finding their way back, see them better than most. Sure …
Is it a wonder when certain thoughts cross our minds, insert themselves into the spaces reserved for other things, that …
With eyes open, transparent as windows, awareness becomes an atmosphere, a notional idea of rain apart from clouds, the clapping …
Elegy for the Forgotten Oldsmobile by Adrian C. Louis July 4th and all is Hell. Outside my shuttered breath the …
“…we don’t know what we know.”
Go to Tibet Ride a camel. Read the bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a beard. Circle the world in …