I've been traveling a lot, lately. I've been driving down interstates and highways and Main Streets and 3rd Streets. I've been driving and listening to the ghosts that whisper on radio frequencies that are not supposed to be in use. Usually these ghosts are just bleeding over from other (bigger) stations- they try to sell me books on tape, or hair ( Read more... )

I jumped from the outer wall of a fountain into the middle part, a long jump into some landscaped scratchy shubbery surrounding a marble statue. I posed- smiling- in front of the cracked paint on a brick building's facade, an old advertisment for Daisy BB Guns. A playground, a car wash, a park, a soda machine, a fountain. I stood in around on next ( Read more... )

All of this makes me sick to my stomach, sometimes. I eat tiny bites of food that I don't even want, just to make the growling go away. I curl up on my couch and watch cartoons. I cry in the bathtub. I've been taking a lot of baths lately. I want you to laugh with me and joke with me and listen to me and advise me when I ask for it. I want you to ( Read more... )