A great winter has swept blue through the city. Stark frowns in cold sunlight. Every lawn a pyramid of old snow. Warped roads filled with holes have warped minds. Time hangs lifelessly across the perimeters of the night days. Soon melted deposits into the high river will run right across your lives. The air is […]
It doesn’t matter what you write about. If it has heart people will see that and if it has soul people will feel it.
Just out of reach -a balloon. The one I thought would lift me up.
My Russian neighbour’s wife, she has a lot of heft to her and she wields it like a battle-axe in a field full of dead Scotsman. She likes to spend her time shovelling the snow and for reasons beyond my mortal grasp she will shovel the holy flying fuck out of everything in sight for […]
It’s not always the song but how you sing it.