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Tag Archives: wednesday
Moving this Time Around
Moving is as moving does
Consistency
Late is subjective
Family Nap
Sick day except as an adult
Growing Together
Growing apart just means you’ve already grown together
Bored
This one’s about the privilege of boredom.
Hives
2/26/20 Oh how diseases grow like humans: slightly, then all at once, then in the weirdest places, then, just as it starts to feel permanent, it vanishes. We are the bacteria striving to succeed; working to reproduce and & leave a legacy loathing with growth, loss, death, life. Where do we go? How do weContinue reading “Hives”
Refund
2/19/20 I wonder what happened today. If I can’t remember something is that becaust it was too big or too small to be remembered? Not to say that I remember nothing, but more to say that I worry I remember nothing correctly. How can I recall with 100% accuracy? My memory works like yours. ButContinue reading “Refund”
Birds
2/12/20 There is a section in the parking lot of the business park where I work at that touches life. In the back, left corner (if facing North—so, technically, the north-west corner) there is a calf-high concrete jut fixed nicely by a fence. The fence is lifted to my left, a possible path for parolingContinue reading “Birds”
Losing Myself
2/5/20 I had a bad dream last night. I was all over the place. Men were falling from the sky, crouched, with long, sharp fingers. They would kill you immediately if you questioned it. If you didn’t say anything then were just there. Marie said it was time for her to join them.
Okey-Dokey
1/29/20 I wonder if there’ll ever be a day where I won’t know what to write. When I think about it I know the truth of the matter is that that will be okey dokey. I meant to write ok but put an “e” after the “k” and was too lazy to scratch it outContinue reading “Okey-Dokey”
1-22-20
1/22/20 I am writing early tonight (now vs. later). When I got home the apartment smelled like shit litter. I hate the smell. It is pervading. I cleaned Alexander’s litter box, took some trash out, brushed my teeth, walked to the store for new, superior cat litter, and walked home.
Ed Boy 