Saturday, January 7, 2017

Surfing the Interstices

It’s hitting:  W.G.Sebold and Karen Barad; symphonies by Anton Bruckner (he might be God, I don’t know).

As long as I don’t have to face reality, I’m happy to be awake. There’s a Playboy After Dark vibe here in the crib. That's a Georgia O'Keeffe, by the way.

A million words for rain, not one for tomorrow. “The miracle of always” according to Lisel Mueller (although she was referring to something else). I resolved to change my name to Lucky.

You have the heart of a champion.

Honey, I’m from where do you think?





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