I ate bacon twice today. My body is a beast, and demands the pork fat. C made me breakfast- I was groggy, woke up in a black mood, the morning wind balmy, the clouded sky more bright than usual. The knock of windchimes heralded spring. C had breakfast nearly ready before I even got out … Continue reading National Bacon Day in the Republic of Zanahoria
list
I have a list, taped to the wall next to my desk. I suppose I should blog, instead of doing any of the things on my list. Because all of those things represent someway I can climb out of this life I live in, this plane of existence I have grown weary of, that I … Continue reading list
love, weather, home.
I went to the east coast for love. Love is an interesting beast. A moving force, like weather. It carried me east, like a strong river. Time and space are movable in the face of love, place is malleable, futures become weighted with sentimentality. Everyone everywhere is having babies. I don’t want to have a … Continue reading love, weather, home.
someone has done something very nice
This website has made an audio MP3 of one of my stories, Madge & Pansy, which is available in print here. This is part one of the MP3 This is part two of the MP3 I am very grateful for this. It is making me feel like less of a loser right here this moment … Continue reading someone has done something very nice
a middle class christmas diorama and the pot brownies that eventually undid everything
I flew across the country. All of a sudden. Tickets were cheap. Not cheap, but a fathomable amount. Only two months rent, but then, my rent is next to nothing. Symbolic, like the “yard and porch” chore on the chore wheel. And I didn’t buy the tickets, my sugar daddy did. She was sitting on … Continue reading a middle class christmas diorama and the pot brownies that eventually undid everything
When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side Of the road and run and jump into the ocean in my clothes- I’m smaller than a poppyseed inside a great big bowl And the ocean is a giant that can swallow me whole- So I swim for all salvation and I swim to save my soul But my soul is just a whisper trapped inside a tornado- So I flip to my back and I float and I sing I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything
the young Annie Dillard
. . Once upon a time when I was on the internet, I found these photos of the young Annie Dillard. I don't remember what site I got them from, or who took them, which is irresponsible, I know, but I saved them to my computer and I look at them alot. Although I have … Continue reading the young Annie Dillard
are you out there?
Dear reader, did you know that I can reverse-spy on you? I have a statcounter and sometimes I look at it, and it tells me what city you’re in, and that makes my head spin, because you’re from so many different places, places I have never been- little towns in the desert and along both … Continue reading are you out there?
we’re off to a good start
We’ve got this breaking dawn over the warm clear waters, we’ve got this ocean-going vessel made of solid wood. I’d been building it for years the way a snail builds a shell from calcium from his own body, and you brought the sails. We’ve got our larders stocked with dozens of nights, the rhythm of … Continue reading we’re off to a good start
The fastest six days that ever did pass
I looked at this thing and saw that I hadn’t posted in six days. That never used to happen. I don’t know how fast time passes right now, I don’t have any way to measure these things, but I know that it passes swiftly and cleanly, like a little bird diving through the air, and … Continue reading The fastest six days that ever did pass
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