January 2012
9 posts
this, every winter.
You know it saves me to think even for a little while I owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on Like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear I almost didn’t make it This has been my hardest year Your job is killing you faster than a cancer could So now you’re giving up like they always said you would You’ve got that old map out now and you found the...
Being/Neck Problems/So this is the New Year
1. Does watching Murder, She Wrote make me a writer?
2. Does thinking, not doing, about measuring my window to put up new curtains make me a Real Simple reader?
My next door neighbors have a beautiful kitchen floor. I can see it when I look out my second floor bedroom window. One night, before Christmas, standing there watching my neighbors wrapping presents, oh wait, look closer…the...
