[bridge not ferry]
bridge not ferry others have come before me, others will come after me if only even in thought
I am in here.
bridge not ferry others have come before me, others will come after me if only even in thought
winter morning — woken only by crows
Have me in the blue and the sun. Have me on the open sea and the mountains. When I go into the grass of the sea floor, I will go alone. This is where I came from—the chlorine and the salt are blood and bones. It is here the nostrils rush the air to the … Continue reading Have Me
I have taken the few night medicines that I am given these days, and do some general reading until the words start taking on a three dimensional look to them. When they can’t make any more sense to myself, and to write is to never make sense. Then you must go to sleep. I certainly … Continue reading The addle-patedness of some would be writer.