Month: July 2021

bubble bath foams up around my elbows I read but am thinking elsewhere putting on a bubbly façade to mask the stony front walls I keep up washed with cold sea froth as surely as the hot steam sweats the lies out of my head...

Well, it’s that time of the week again: time for another vapid life update blog. Shortly before writing this I was chatting with my brother as he looked out at the front garden. Close to the window is the hummingbird feeder I mentioned before, so I asked my usual...

languid, slow to rise an imagined embrace drawing me back to dream —but not to build— new realities float by untethered by action needing building blocks of concrete —not desire— braced against the winds of whim...

Well, last week’s heatwave peaked right on schedule on Monday afternoon, and it maxed out at 108 in my town instead of the predicted 111. Granted, whichever spot in the blazing sun on my concrete patio that has the outdoor temperature sensor that’s connected to my central air system...

Ahem… *clears throat* “Fuck Canada! Fuck Canada! With all their beady little eyes and flapping heads so full of lies… It seems that everything’s gone wrong since Canada came along… They’re not even a real country anyway!” The flags in the park across the street are at half mast...