It really is.
Not gonna be more of these left.
Gotta get the hiking in while I can.
They do a lot for wilderness initiatives — notably in areas with bear population.
No, it really is. A company that spends it’s Continue reading I saw a black bear: Old Rag
That’s what I was telling him.
That’s exactly what I was telling him.
Lenny come in here screaming and hollering with —
“I don’t have my hat. When I get my hat that’s when you’ll see.”
Scratchin the pool table,
Bending over his stick like “hmmmmm.”
Serious as coffee.
What is that? Hey! What is that?
Don’t be Continue reading Boulevard of Broken Bus Stop’s
Park bench. Cool air. Public space. About to drink peppermint tea I’m staring at the rim-filled boiling water, blowing on the water, making little waves, and I hear footsteps, grown up footsteps Continue reading little white running sneakers
Swirling, often accompanied by purple winds;
Bending our forms sashaying through sand,
We’d disappear and live off Continue reading (But) We don’t live in the desert
I had a dog in high school that was amazing at three things: hunting, swimming, and running away. This dog, you come home from school, you’re tired, you just want to open your door and you open it, and his little devil brown snout wedges itself between the door way and gone. He’s gone, and you won’t see him for thirty minutes, and you can’t be like, “Fuck you, fucking Continue reading Frisco, and the Dead Duck
My mistress says I do not write love poems,
Insisting that I write poems for love.
She questioned when received another note,
How come when towards the end Continue reading My mistress says
Forgot the onion at the checkout isle,
And doubled back as it began to rain.
The Monday chili wouldn’t stand a chance,
And rather to be drenched than you complain.
The grocery store was bright Continue reading Forgot the onion