Thursday, December 18, 2014

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

The plays of Gertrude Stein

were either never intended to be performed as plays,

(using the script form as a different framework to construct poetry)

or complete and utter bullshit.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

contact

There are moments when it occurs to you that you need a hug. There are many others when it doesn't, though you still need the embrace.

hu-mans are weerd.

Friday, December 12, 2014

"Eine Verabredung" - Barbara Morganstern

Wheelie

I just realized/remembered that I dreamed I was riding a unicycle within the past couple nights/days.

Someone there was encouraging. I believe it was the honorable Bill Montgomery.

(no, you likely don't know him, but I do)

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

I never imagined

sitting outside on the boat at night amid lightly flurried snow in the hurried darkness of almost-winter night

with a visibility so low as to virtually hide the mile of construction that is the Verrazano and the millions of people that is Brooklyn

could be this pleasant.

Quiet.

Beautiful, even.

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