Perhaps I’m getting soft in my old age, but as I was walking to the library today, I was hit in the face with this dash of red. Appropriately, the sign said ‘Stop’. And so I did. my mind is… (XXV) my mind is a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and [...]
lilac shrieks and scarlet bellowings
September 21st, 2006 · 4 Comments
Tags: personal life · philosophy · poetry


