I’m not closing this blog down, but I have started a new one. It’s about poetry and writing. It’s called AND WE ARE NOT DEAD YET, Bukowski’s last line in a 1971 letter about a possible poetry reading in Florida. This line is attributed to watching a lady in tight white pants “wiggling by.”
When I was living in Korea I’d read about kids dying from eating too much instant noodles while dicking around on the computer.
Notorious computer rooms where you could ditch school and home because no one gave a shit. Or didn’t know where you were.
This Thanksgiving we decided to bring dinner to the Old Ladies.
Hand to mouth
It’s not easy to reconcile, but my Old Ladies are nursing home bound.
Yeah, I know it’s nearly October…
but I can reminisce.
It’s easier than you think.
Tofu easy pieces