Posted on September 1, 2006 in Adolescence
What had been one with the branch now lay on the ground, rotting, compressing, stinking.
Posted on September 1, 2006 in Reflections
The trouble is that the stage has become too massive. Who can break it up and shove all the people who understand me into this corner?
Posted on September 1, 2006 in Depression Eating
I’ve been thinking about those dutiful marches to the refrigerator
Posted on September 1, 2006 in Dreams
I pitch my tent in a snowy meadow during a Quaker conference