Cold sun and music. Afternoon and another brew. A couple more sips of a few more cups of water and beans. Chapped lips and pillows for teef. A mile is the same as one memory. The generation ticks on towards leadership forgetting some things while making a history out of others. Fixing words and drafting… Continue reading Sketches #9 Pillows for teef and fingers for ears
Day: March 3, 2013
The Mericans: Pressing Buttons at The Winner Mitten Casino
Waking up at seven in the morning a day after driving around for two days. Doing what? I'm not sure. We were just driving around, five cities in two days; driving with a soundtrack of folk and indie music through town after town, so many places where people live, and those other places, where people shouldn't live. Before she got there… Continue reading The Mericans: Pressing Buttons at The Winner Mitten Casino
Adventures In American Writing 