The last time I spoke to you, the days were still...
Think of something you said. Now write what you wish you had said.– William Stafford
excerpts from disasterology by jeffery mcdaniel
I remember wishing I could be boiled like water and made pure again. Desire so real it could be outlined in chalk. A good God is hard to find. Each morning I look in the mirror and say promise me something don’t do the things I’ve done.
It takes all the running you can do to keep in the same place.– Lewis Carroll
I love you. I love you but I’m turning to my verses and my heart is closing...– Frank O’Hara