Monthly Archives: September 2015

yellow book

the train felt different today. people were kinder and more relaxed and respectful and not spiteful or vindictive or territorial. someone sat next to me and was reading a novel with a yellow cover. or what i imagined to be a … Continue reading

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a bad maneuver

i’ve been feeling terrible about something not that terrible that happened to me the other day. actually, it didn’t happen to me. it happened with me being where it happened. On a train. A crowded train at rush hour. When … Continue reading

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Good

I’ve been thinking a lot about jobs. Maybe my job is to write. Maybe your job is to be written to. But that’s such an unfair statement. So unfair. Unfair for me to tell anybody what their job is or how to do … Continue reading

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Summoning

These days I seem to be afflicted by a rather prolonged and bothersome lack of imagination, hence the sparsity of time I devote to writing or creating… anything. But one of my spirit guides recently informed me that a lack … Continue reading

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