Month: November 2016

Dark shadows of knuckles cracked within soul of my cortex. Brain star left side now right lobe clicks inside of head and the heater rums and brings up warmth and down to the dusty concrete takes the night, as when you look in the sky you see the clouds and inspiration that awaits for the burning of the imagination… Continue reading (D) (written five years ago) →

“I recall distinctly how I enjoyed my suffering. It was like taking a cub to bed with you. Once in a while he clawed you and then you really were frightened. Ordinarily you had no fear—you could always turn him loose, or chop his head off.”—Henry Miller “Goin’ Freighting" And that’s what those kids said,… Continue reading   FOUND OUT ABOUT HENRY MILLER AND MINGUS AND BIG SUR TOO (2012) →