i leave the revelers
with their mouths of porous light
in the distance
their songs
ascending on smoke
and ash
until there is nothing left
save the memory of warmth
a spot of white
against the sea,
i continue
unaccompanied
down the shoreline
further
where the waves strain and gasp for
another handful of
sand and here the current
runs a little swifter just beneath
the surface
your shadow
pinned by knives and
silver leaves,
i remember [...]
Wednesday, May 21st, 2008
The girl that lives in the condo across from us has been listening to the same song for the past four hours. Her window is directly up and opposite of mine, a diagonal thread of music connects our rooms. I cannot identify the song; the lyrics are indistinct, muffled by the ambient noise [...]
Saturday, April 19th, 2008
I went jogging for the first time in year(s). About a quarter of a mile in, my lungs collapsed. My back began to ache. If you are perhaps contemplating this noblest of exercises, do not start the routine with a cigarette. Do not stay up late and set your alarm clock [...]
Saturday, March 8th, 2008
Chest hurts, the way some clouds hurt to move.
Mother thinks I’m smoking crack, I deny. But there’s more to lose than weight or sleep: it’s the wild mushrooms that bloom and spread, mycelia threads on fallen timber and rotted bog, spotted heart and spitted lung.
Something less sinister. The culmination [...]
Friday, January 18th, 2008
DAY1
First day in Bay, and I lose my cell phone. Or rather, a homeless woman walked in to Mason Cafe and took it. Heh. Possibly a good thing, I haven’t received a call since. Need to stop taking things out of my pocket every time I sit down. We drove [...]
Friday, September 28th, 2007
in the heart there is a hole and into this hole stars are falling, nothing escapes, not even light; it is perfectly black like the mouth of a long and narrow street inlaid with black cobblestones, and walking along this cobblestone street, you suddenly enter your childhood.
outside in the haze a mist encloses a green-blue [...]
Monday, September 10th, 2007
emptiness lies in the wilderness
of green youth spent beneath brown trees,
watching leaves fall.
life must be superfluous then, untimely
crossings of the river.
one night the lamp fell out the moon,
this maple dystopia politely asked for light
to shed my skin of gauze and bandages.
it was something i had never beheld
this felling of leaves clinging
to pull a touch — [...]
Sunday, August 26th, 2007
Recent weekend debaucheries. Why bother writing it. Why bother reading it.
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AUG 24 Starlite in S.D.
AUG 25 Wake and bake. Del Mar Race Tracks and a Ziggy Marley concert w/ David, Wendy.
AUG 26 Superbad! Dinner w/ Grandma, James, and other strange events.
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AUG 28 Andy Caldwell @ Focus [...]
Sunday, August 19th, 2007
“Turn off your fucking radio.”
I am not inclined to do so. I poke at the dial, dropping the volume, raising it back up. He continues. “Every time I sit in your car, there’s always something playing. We haven’t had a moment of silence. It’s annoying.” He has a point.
I [...]
Sunday, August 12th, 2007
AUG 10 Belo in San Diego, paying homage to legendary Mark Farina.
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Nearly four weeks abroad on business; Washington and Florida tucked away to a kindling corner, a place where grimness waits to be contained before fires and summer lay waste to disconsolation. I was in a fouler mood, raised to clatter in [...]