CATEGORY:
poetry
immortality?
September 3, 2009
boom.crack.boom.crack.click(a miss).
August 14, 2008
the most active storm of the summer past my border dont have to care, write things, or “work” I notice the orange half moon earlier say “wow thats nice” boom.crack.boom.crack.click(a miss). I find through a window of towering, low cumulus clouds and bottoms, ridges, horizons, atmosphere, space the moon. again. this time, a window magnifys [...]

