I woke this morning to snow swirling down. I stayed curled up in the dark, watching it fall. I wanted to stay, but there are fish left alive in the sea ( Read more... )

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the city is cold today. the moon is full, and we're all fucking crazy and honest. i am waiting for the subway to take me home. i stopped fighting the mutiny. i've joined it, in fact, brave as any new convert. i walked a brick sidewalk lined with trees in south philly today. the bricks were buckled and raised over the roots. i'm always waiting for ( Read more... )

five is an awful number. six will be nice, and i'll be quite pleased with nine, but i don't think i'll really be thrilled with any of this until march fourteenth of 'fifteen. january or october tenth or first of 'ten might be nice, too ( Read more... )