Chaos is a Friend of Mine

Things to do this summer: Paint all my walls black Get a new journal Put up the abstract paintings See a new therapist Publish the love poems Plant a new row of honeysuckles to be continued… On the…
Things to do this summer: Paint all my walls black Get a new journal Put up the abstract paintings See a new therapist Publish the love poems Plant a new row of honeysuckles to be continued… On the…
“Oh, take this veil from off my eyes My burning sun will, some day, rise So, what am I gonna be doin’ for a while?” The blue tiles reflect my eyes when I sit in the empty bathtub writing…
“Those books. You’ve read them all?” Yes. I’ve read them all. I’ve devoured the woven words and placed them in my shelf of memories, safe and to be remembered, always. I’ve spent warm and breezy afternoons, piously making my…
I met you at the museum. Funny really, because to me you belong here. Up there with the masterpieces. Among the statues which look beautiful in the daylight and terrifying in its absence, among the sensational oils and ethereal figurines,…