a big chief tablet & a jumbo round pencil & I’m back in kindergarten writing letters over & again & even now my handwriting loops & scrawls & bounces above the line as if my fingers never learned to foxtrot with words as fast […]

so many Nissan Sentras in the community college overflow parking lot

I want to take the short cut across the long way around the block and back I want to eat the blackberries on the old tree hanging over the new deck of the house we used to live in when we loved liked lovers […]

walking home through red leaves drifting in dark rain  

the shortcut runs ‘long the tracks ‘cross hills & bridges too far to skirt so just go left where the taco shop used to be ‘fore they built the freeway & then hang a right where the old barn burnt down in ’73 & […]

the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree which is why you need to pick up those damn apples and fling them as far as you can so they splatter and spray and spread their seeds far and wide and soon you have an […]

on art no one wants a wet pringle except the dog but he eats his own shit & you let him lick your face so tell me again about the paradox of taste