Daily Archives: April 1, 2014

… Two nuns, a priest and a gopher walk into…what? You’ve heard this one? Where they’re twerking in the volta, all hexa-      ……..(gin and) -tonic with the goat? A meter later, Dr. Who… Still familiar? Sorry, bad habit.     … Continue reading →

… The only berths we have, ……….unsinkable, weather fiercest comfort. I have never felt so cold, ………………..grazed. I have seen ……the same water. Sorry, life belts women and children first. Stand back. ……..Let us try the star, board a better … Continue reading →

… It’s like looking for a needle in a stack of -hey! Watch out, that’s sharp. Don’t harp on the edges, they’ll sing on their own, a capella if you let them. Hum along if you please, and somewhere around … Continue reading →

… There shall be sunrise and turquoise pens and a ploomfy chair and a bumpy black keyboard, waiting. Let there be giant vanilla lattes and long s  t  r  e  t  c  h  e  d   out hours of phrase. Days … Continue reading →

… You wanna make sure your rock, paper and scissors know their places. Blind mice should not run. When beginning, remember the middle doesn’t know it’s the ………….middle until you give it an end.     … Want to write … Continue reading →

.. We curl our toes over the edge of it and cling as if it is a jump -ing off point, not the last fragile fringe …………………rim of us. I drew this groove in sand a long time ago, under … Continue reading →