‘I’m not always the smartest man ( Read more... )

‘in the low light I’m failing. something about this moment and this light ( Read more... )

rushing ebony clarity strikes ( Read more... )

moving to berkeley in one week. hoooooolllllllla.

santa ynez without drugs is like a nightmare you can't wake up from.

this morning spread wide and gobbled me up, an unwelcome surprise at six am, my alarm ringing ODB yelling ‘shimmy shimmy yah’ until my eyes finally opened. even then, I fell back asleep for another half hour until I started awake. six thirty. fuck. had to leave in ten minutes ( Read more... )

the clouds spread out, striated across the still blue sky like a pinwheel, their undersides dark with rain, the warm breeze from the south announcing the tropical august flow. this, the tail end of a hurricane thousands of miles away over méxico, obscuring the afternoon sun and leaving a flat, silvery light, which reflects off the ocean and out to ( Read more... )

black rotted teeth glimmer and fade ( Read more... )

and all the empty spaces between us lit up like a thousand spotlights and I kept my eyes low to avoid the clarity they offered. such an exhausted night, kicking dirt off the top of the asphalt waiting for something, anything better than this needless cycle of addiction and necessity. somewhere along the way we grew up and now I’m not sure why. ( Read more... )

it’s unbelievably hot in the kiosk tonight. the sundowners came as their name implies, ushering the smoky, red-streaked sky to black. the air is full of the sounds of the freeway blowing over like a noisy smog, the palms rattling with a plastic, shaking sound in the gusting, warm wind. outside under the light ashes fall like satanic snowflakes ( Read more... )