(vivid) (vividblog) (poetry) (poems) (words) (writing) (creative)

Monday, May 15, 2006


Today I would not be surprised by a procession of soggy animals, abandoning our town two-by-two.

Saturday, May 06, 2006


I lost a very dear friend.

Friday, May 05, 2006


Long removed from school days, afternoons like this one still make me restless and sleepy, at once.

Some long-removed part of me wants to drive my parents' car, shifting on the blistering seats, to hot afternoons at the quarry. Sticky with sun and sugar, we would plunge feet first into the cool cloudy depths.

Monday, May 01, 2006


Sometimes all it takes is a gentle push in the right direction.