this place echoes all the best things of the places i have been before a different set of faces here with a similar spirit equally loving equally lovable i am finding a kind of peace of here with a similar kind of restlessness there is no place i ever intend to call the best i've … Continue reading oakland, 8 (what i know)
Tag: NaPoWriMo
again, may 1st
another may day is on its way again i'll likely be in an office trading time for money against my political instinct survival as much on my mind as injustice this does not have to be the way it is and it won't be not always may day in some ways is just another day … Continue reading again, may 1st
nowhere is nowhere
the expression "the middle of nowhere" is dangerous this nowhere is somewhere to someone to something to the grasses which have learned so well how to old onto water to the birds that can spot a lizard from a quarter mile above to the people who pass through or struggle to stay every nowhere is … Continue reading nowhere is nowhere
skin
my hands are becoming dark brown, rugged, scarred from use my mother tells me i'm going to look old too soon how strange it must be to her that i let my hands get this way from pleasure she who has never known skin to turn brown from anything but hard labor.
