THURS / it sounds like winter / winter / winter // take care of your
peacock says bon iver sounds like snow, 'i can barely listen it sounds like snow, like winter, it's painful/beautiful.
king of the everglades, population 1, i write poetry for myself, i write poetry for myself.
me & the las woke happy. back settled in tucson & life is good. got a jan 1 book deadline. work!
grits & eggs breakfast of champs. run to gym. go, go!
it's official the neighbors are gone. miss you gio!--but that would be it. there's a silence now to rubio. i watch jose my gaybor walk to the mailbox. no high-pitched voice next door, nothing breaking, just silence. i can write.
kaia and joe are playing the early set tonight at plush. it's gonna be nice, i'll be there, happy.
king of the everglades, population 1, i write poetry for myself, i write poetry for myself.
me & the las woke happy. back settled in tucson & life is good. got a jan 1 book deadline. work!
grits & eggs breakfast of champs. run to gym. go, go!
it's official the neighbors are gone. miss you gio!--but that would be it. there's a silence now to rubio. i watch jose my gaybor walk to the mailbox. no high-pitched voice next door, nothing breaking, just silence. i can write.
kaia and joe are playing the early set tonight at plush. it's gonna be nice, i'll be there, happy.
