Life By Dictionary

One more time. Yeah you right.
Deja vu

Glass — by Kim Addonizio
In every bar there’s someone sitting alone and absolutely absorbed
by whatever he’s seeing in the glass in front of him,
a glass that looks ordinary, with something clear or dark
inside it, something partially drunk but never completely gone.
Everything’s there: all the plans that came to nothing,
the stupid love affairs, and the terrifying […]

An appropriate poem for an appropriate time.

Ask Me

Some time when the river is ice ask me
mistakes I have made. Ask me whether
what I have done is my life. Others
have come in their slow way into
my thought, and some have tried to help
or to […]

I don’t remember my last nightmare.  I can’t place where I was, or when it happened. I don’t know if I was sleeping alone or curled up like an ampersand against a question mark beside you.
When my eyes opened last night at 4-something A.M. I thought I was in mid-heart attack. I knew nothing, I […]

What a great weekend we shared a year ago.

Too bad the audio recordings did not survive.

Scene of the crime: Enterprise, Alabama–home of the army post Ft. Rucker and home of a hot dog restaurant resting in a decaying strip mall.
Yes, I said “hot dog restaurant”.
These aren’t Lucky Dogs, and I doubt they use Hebrew Intl. or Nathan’s. These are the hot pink meat sticks that probably have pig lips, dicks, […]

Dear Homeless Cat That I’ve Semi-Adopted,
If you urinate on ANY of my clothes, pillows, blankets, or furniture one more god-damned time I will be taking you for something I like to call a Worm Road Trip. You won’t need a suitcase or a change of clothes.
Hugs & Kisses,
Your half-assed owner.
PS: No cat will be […]

I installed Gutsy Gibbon Ubuntu 7.10 last weekend. Some features of Compiz-Fusion are pre-installed and configured. Very nice job by the Gutsy team.

Meanwhile, I’ve slowed down on getting Out The Window up and running. I’m not sure I’d get a large enough group of writers when there’s already so many sites out there offering the […]

Yevgeny Yevtushenko
Colours
When your face
appeared over my crumpled life
at first I understood
only the poverty of what I have.
Then its particular light
on woods, on rivers, on the sea,
became my beginning in the coloured world
in which I had not yet had my beginning.
I am so frightened, I am so frightened,
of the unexpected sunrise finishing,
of revelations
and tears […]

Atlanta was a welcomed change. I stayed at B.’s in mid-town off of Ponce, a couple of buildings down from Ponce & Freedom Pkwy (near here)
From the balcony (for some reason WP isn’t giving me the thumbnail option. WAAHHH)
I helped him brew his first batch of home-brewed beer and he helped me relax by getting […]