to recap: [3.31.03] we had another fight, so I wrote something about it. [4.07.03] I wrote some other things, about work, but I took it down. I kinda need this job. [4.12.03] I couldn’t think of anything to write. hijinks ensue. [4.13.03] I wrote two poems. they weren’t very good, but bah, who are you […]
Month: May 2003
On 27 Years and Polite Company
I envied him most especially. the little african boy with the charcoal gray and fuschia trimmed two piece starter™ sweatsuit, hopping about madly on the metro’s tiled floor, little dreadlocks flapping along to the rhythm. he couldn’t have been older than 4 (couldn’t have been), and I? damn near 7 times his age, now that […]
Sweetheart, Goodnight
drenched in the dim light of the bustling images on the omnipresent screen, she slept. I laughed aloud repeatedly at the rerun, hoping she wouldn’t awaken, and between my buffoonish guffaws I turned and stared at her fixed and closed eyelids (just looking) as I watched her collect the covers over on her side. she […]