I found a Thai guide. Male, of course, and sexy, obviously, and volunteer. And an artist and speaks 3 languages and has a degree and an international portfolio, but is he really hot enough? Injuries are honesty avoided, but foundRead more…
Thailand
Unexpected flight change. Communication so bad Mercury isn’t in retrograde, I’m pretty sure the Winged Messenger going backward in time. SFO Southwest greeters cheerfully announce weather-delayed flights. The miracle of BART. 11-hour layover in Incheon airport in Seoul. The surprisingRead more…
This is about you
Give up what you’ve done. Change the sky. Throw things away! Give up the what’s gone before. This is about you. Stop being someone else. Love god, who is here all day, has not left, cannot take a bus toRead more…
What are you waiting for?
Too-close buzz, steel-shod electric clippers pulling off the hair. Bumblebees in their striped jackets, cousins of hummingbirds, not gliding but fired over nectar or beauty, fierce darts of the sky, spun from sugar, like my plans, inferred from the unseenRead more…
Do not cling to hard labors
I touched it, in the quiet when I made myself, for 3 continuous seconds, focus on what has been so good. It’s got me now. Like the tar baby. The more I pull back from this great pulsation behind things,Read more…
No Longer Writing
In the late pull of afternoon watered down by autumn coming something is wrong. The crack that has been growing through the plaster over the low quiet summer has begun, as I can’t, to weep. Approaching fingers catch a deepRead more…
Sea Change
Four months into my wandering, I’ve darted out of California and back a couple times, but mostly enjoying summer in the Golden State: beaches, the Sequoias, good friends, lakes, rivers. Getting ready to leave Northern California for the great swingRead more…
This is how we die
Late night notes made over coffee, abandoned in public places music relegated to the hollow imagination truths about the self buried in work. This is how we die. Not the passing on of the body to become the world butRead more…
An open letter to the State Parks of California
Dear California, I’m writing to let you know that my dog is not a terrorist. And in general, dogs do not have sufficient umbrage or concentration to be terrorists. “Dogs shall be kept on a leash no longer than 6Read more…
Unending Ponderosa
The long volcanic slopes of the Trinity mountains all running down and away from their bare father, Mt. Shasta. The Swedes stopped too too soon in the Dakotas. These endless pines were waiting quietly for them.