June 2009
1 post
untitled late night poem
how is that every time i start to write with an intent to write i start to word by word forget. i will type, i will write on yellowed notebook page i will scrawl into the very earth but no matter where i write it will stop hiccups one word a minute i would fail as a secretary. the only stories i finish are haikus written in condensation on my bathroom mirror they fade away leaving no words but...