Monday, January 6, 2014

tangled tentacle spill


cold-composure

where are we going?  it's out of the question.


sounds like a personal problem
when the sun breaks now it just beaks even
-marionette

Monday, November 25, 2013

do you remember, remember the first position

how we
went back to bed when we woke up
and turned off your yell-oh, alarm clock
do you remember,

the socks that i lost
while crawling inside after sun down-
remember the first position

Monday, April 8, 2013

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES


as a young kid, i learned the rules of magic until it wasn’t magic at all. early adolescence was a wasteland. it was music - the space between intervals & minor chords- that restored my belief in you, me, them, us & everything.
children yearn, i think, for a language that does not reveal its secrets, but amplifies them until each thought is a song.

Underexposure of an Overexposed Man

Of my entire first roll, this was the only one that didn't turn out. Still I feel like I somehow didn't miss anything.