Category: poem

   Meditation for April 18th, 2016 Communication Breakdown When I was young, all I had was a land line and voicemail. I would come home and with excitement check my messages. Some people had to wait all day or more for me to get home to check my messages and call back. Even when email […]

Trudging I walked one and a half miles in the rain uphill in total darkness while listening to Ornette Colman without a rain coat with a heavy backpack, and I couldn’t have been happier.     Pooping After being sick and diseased, I find myself watching what I poop. I pay attention to how it […]

The moon was blasting me with its blue wash and the sun hadn’t even dipped behind the west hills yet, and I realized that I was just going home and home was someone else’s home and no matter what kind of posters and pictures I put up this was not my home and I never […]