Notes from the little black book |
When you grow up, your heart dies |
I once was a clueless young noder |
Damn it! I'm an adult! |
I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush |
You too can spend four years |
Never quite at home in the world |
Peaches that are deep red all the way through |
The day I realized what being alive was |
The only place I ever go is the grocery store. |
Harvard-Westlake |
What to do if you are offered marijuana |
being beaten into an unhealthy state by other people's pasts |
Youth is made to be misspent |
The Wandering Jew |
Growing up |
in the dark of my heart, dad |
The idiot free zone |
It feels like fingernails across the moon. Or do you rub your wings together? |
My cat's breath smells like cat food |
Our garden |
Away in the manger |
The natural state of the human spirit is ecstatic wonder. We should not settle for less. |
you, the marionette |