Living in a space of persistent nostalgia, I don't mind being torn between modes of consciousness. Rather I often hope to slip completely into the ether, if only for one long moment.

Driving east on Orange Grove two days of the week, I see a man selling honey next to his car, parked in a pull off. Some days it rains, he sits in his car and waits. Other days it's extremely hot, and he has a canopy under which he sits, the jars of honey stacked on a small folding table beside him. I wonder about him, each time I drive by. I ( Read more... )

The blue light makes you react,

no mind behind the startled.  Only an

outstretched hand for water.

There is none.

None to see glimmer in the distance

amid green clouds.

Or upright in a glass next to an open window,

the wind imposing upon its surface,

the sun peering into the capillaries of the glass,

shifting lines and rings through liquid.

Trees are on the windowsill ( Read more... )

Three kids stood in the street. One girl had orange shoelaces and nike high tops, mid length red hair cut even under a black cap, was dressed in jeans and a leather jacket, poking a fork around her mouth, probing for blisters she could pop and feel the warm liquid fill her mouth like a balm.

Today Basho used the dog door.
Right there he grew
from puppy into dog.
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Standing inside looking out,
I watched Basho,
already a little sad.
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With the coming of autumn,
also departs
the youth of my puppy.
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what is it called when you go to a random person's facebook page and look at their photos and imagine yourself as them and disappear temporarily? Like you're in their photo of five friends standing in front of university, imagining two of them being your parents in twenty years, as you sit in your pajamas before bedtime and stare at the same ( Read more... )

Skies return
a dark blue sky I can only remember.

I place my youth in looking at the sky,
now all I do is remember.

I'm facing the short side of the room, because I haven't turned my table around yet.

I'm in my new house, but I don't know how long it will be mine.

I'm a jerk lately.

I'm a terrible person.

I'm an I'm.

Hop! A rabbit.
The nights are still warm,
and everyone is out.