The wave
Good evening. This morning, woke up to find that the front door to our apartment was wide open. That's happened a few times. Door doesn't shut »
Winter / Ty Segall / Killing Commendatore
Greetings. For the first time this Fall, it's cold as shit outside, and I'm snuggled up under a Pendleton blanket waiting for M to join me »
End of July
Today I rode into the city with Maria, she dropped me at Philz and I worked from a patio high-top all morning. The day was moody »
Tear him for his bad verses
The first poem in the new Paris Review is the best poem I've read all year. "Cinna the Poet," by Nick Laird. Reading poetry lately, I »
Reunion
M spent the weekend at the drafting table and I let it float by watching TV, mostly. A welcome change from the last few weekends made »