Thursday, July 9
A Chinese woman with faded green hair, she sits on the wall of the graveyard and calls out to me. as I pass. 'I was just thinking to myself, she has beautiful hair. You've got beautiful hair!'
Wednesday, July 8
This morning's pheasant is faded, past his best, but he still enjoys the seeds as much as he ever did.
Tuesday, July 7
Monday, July 6
Sunday, July 5
Saturday, July 4
Friday, July 3
Thursday, July 2
Wednesday, July 1
Tuesday, June 30
The way Tuesday began
Tongues of steam curl from my mostly-drunk tea. Outside a blackbird hops, yellow flowers exalt.
Monday, June 29
Sunday, June 28
Saturday, June 27
Friday, June 26
Thursday, June 25
Wednesday, June 24
Overheard conversation about disappointment
-I just don't think that men think in the same way as women, to be honest.
-Oh no, no, they don't.
-Oh no, no, they don't.
Tuesday, June 23
Monday, June 22
Sunday, June 21
Saturday, June 20
Friday, June 19
Thursday, June 18
Wednesday, June 17
Tuesday, June 16
Monday, June 15
A middle aged man wearing old-fashioned glasses, an ironed shirt and neatly combed hair, he shows me his 'before' photo. A bearded drunk, raging.
Sunday, June 14
Saturday, June 13
Friday, June 12
I thought daily small stones were weighing my pockets down. Instead they tether me to the world, lightly.
Thursday, June 11
Wednesday, June 10
Tuesday, June 9
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