a thought 9/19/22

There is something remarkable about knowing a house intimately. Being able to walk about in the dead of night without bumping into any furniture. Understanding the difference between the unique creeks of the doors and floorboards. I remember about twenty years ago...

dream at 3:13

At first I tried to write the words I needed to say to you. With each pen stroke my eyes grew ever more blurry. When I could no longer understand my scribbles I spoke. You couldn’t understand any of the things I had to say. I said you were crazy, but I didn’t mean it...

two a.m. tarot

I asked the same question I always ask, And I received what I always receive. It would all work out if we just unmask, But in my heart I know that is naive. We lock away the words we wish to hear. Instead saying the ones we know are safe. We build up lies with the...