Wednesday, October 25

Power clap!


hey, remember
the low stone walls
at home?

orange stripes
fueling flowers
the engine

at the bottom of the garden
sticky candy in the gym
hardwood spooning.

a memory with
missing walls
remote-control wrecking balls

the view from the couch
cat calls from the couch
I know this arrangement
of furniture.


someone special passes.
a random event.
ma’am, could you please

pass the cement?

Monday, October 23

Brooklyn yardwork.

One of my greatest new joys is biking at night to Brooklyn, back from Manhattan. I go across the Manhattan bridge, down through the slope, and then gliding all the way through Prospect Park on my bike.

It's been a bit of a rough weekend, but I'm here and I've got a good lesson for tomorrow. The chillins will be impressed.