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a small, inciting piece of my future sat frozen and lifeless in my empty mailbox today.

the future is here.

Imagine: It's 8:15, Thursday night, mid August, and the summer sun is finally shying away, allowing the breeze to kiss your bare shoulders. One of your favorite local bands, Georgie James, is setting up their instruments on the historic red stage of Fort Reno Park, in Northeast Washington DC. You return here, every Monday and Thursday during the ( Read more... )

if i can do day one, i can do day ten.

you may have noticed that the drapes are pulled. you can see straight shot into my bedroom, and you're watching me with vulgar curiosity. you're watching me fall asleep. you're watching me change tapes. you're watching me make my to-do lists, cry into the covers. you're looking past my dirty bangs, staring right into my wormy brain, reading all the ( Read more... )

there are certain details that switch on the memory machine in my head. it plays sort of like the old record player in my basement. some of the noise fragmented, some of the memory left behind somewhere ( Read more... )

i'm feeling so many pulls, from all my edges, stretching out my center. maybe i'll snap, maybe i'll stretch forever. but, this is a good stretch. the kind you make when you roll over to face sunshine in the morning. when your body pulls itself in opposite directions and you feel all your parts fall into their proper places ( Read more... )

i've left so many people behind;
scattered on some abandoned battle field.

i miss you.

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i went late, left early.
i thought maybe i was falling into it again, falling into unknown territory. somewhere i don't own, somewhere i can't pick the weeds from.
but this time i'm okay. i feel really okay, other than the muscle cramping.
i just needed to leave early, arrive late;
just to drive alone listening to that regina song about being so ( Read more... )