He'd been following this man for days, instructed by a drug lord to make him uneasy so he might pay his dues, and it was saturday, he was staring at the wasted backside of a drug empire, this man, a few feet away from behind seasonal fruit, june strawberries and rhubarb, counters of sticky syrup and honeycomb, home baking, slips of jade plant, and ( Read more... )

the restlessness of ocean wind embodies this room, leaks in like a vapour through spanish-style blinds. when i walk out of this cottage tomorrow morning at 6am for the last time there will be fresh salt on car windows, new seaspraysand stuck on tires, blown out for miles across padded beaches and (unnecessary!) swimming pools until reaching parking ( Read more... )

music-making on a small balcony, sharing it with friends, pedestrians, instruments, candles, caramel popcorn, wine, a barbeque. oh. and a rotting pumpkin that was bought in the market last october. threw it onto the sidewalk, 'bodies' by the smashing pumpkins playing in the background, at marc's suggestion. and the next morning, eating breakfast on ( Read more... )

because dani came to ottawa this weekend, i stayed up until 4 in the morning on friday (or saturday?) researching and writing a ten page assignment. then i had lots of fun. we ate dinner at oz cafe, the hidden gem of elgin street. our server was wearing a shirt with the name 'dorothy' on it. and filled our water glasses using a tinman-esque oil pot ( Read more... )

Almost every morning while I am getting dressed I manage to stand directly under the windchimes that are hanging from my ceiling and hit them as I pull a shirt over my head. If any of you tend to wake up in a grumpy mood, I suggest buying some windchimes and placing them in a high-traffic location of your home. You won't be able to help but smile ( Read more... )

Sebringville is a community in Southwestern Ontario, Canada. Oh wow.

Everybody knows that Sebringville deserves more than this. It has a wonderful bakery that make fresh baked bread all the time! It has a corner stare that sells almost everything. It's a home to some people that love it so! SO WHY DON'T YOU PEOPLE JUST GET OUT TO SEBRINGVILLE TODAY ( Read more... )

i bought blackberry juice on the way home and then decided to clean my room while drinking said juice. so now i have a twenty dollar bill, a package of Kleenex, and a letter from Tj drying on top of the heater. and the worst part is -- i knew that this was going to happen ( Read more... )

What is really amusing is when you are listening to loud, discordant, experimental music (for the first time, no less) on the Greyhound bus, and realize after about fifteen minutes that your headphones aren’t properly plugged into your computer. At all.

Sidewalk smells of

dying Christmas trees,

gasoline, laundry.

Mittens ready for nose drips,

Toques tucking wet hair,

A new walk home,

A new sequence entirely

Each common street transformed

with Tire tread indents as

Precise as pie crusts, and

Furies of flurries

Melting on warm bodies,

The hoods of cars

It’s a snow day for the kids

And they begin at once.

They ( Read more... )

you have come so far so softly
love is not hurry
but, practice in heart

let the earth run bare
shout and leap and wriggle
its old soul
in God's good mud, Her grassy cosmos
as the shiny slippery earthworms 
s l i d e
into prophetic shape,
becoming rainbows