The LOON
So, Where is it then
My silvertine friend
She said to a raven
She said to a loon
Tag: Mergatroid
Travels, trials, and tribulations of the Gods and Legends of Rock and Literature.
Dear Art,
Dear A.I., How many times may a mind like mine be safely blown because I blow my mind every day and I’m thinking about going back to school…
Rescheduling Breakfast In America
Thank goodness for all the drive-throughs and truck stops and the serendipity of a squeaky clean and shiny taco truck rolling up alongside.
Dammit Ralph,
Dammit Ralph,
My passport’s expired again. I haven’t. Not yet…
344 Words, More or Less
All I know about these things is less is more. Subject, verb, then object if any. Stop. Have a breath. Must remember to breathe. Use few. Few as possible. Flammable. The more you know the less you use. Careful with kindling. Do not ignite. Less flammable out There when they …
Truckstop Postcards
…Did I say space? Because I meant…
Love,
PSL
Daisy Cutters & Dough
Buckle up, Babysitters…
Moonrise, Mabon
The leaves are flying. ‘Tis the season. I feel like it’s time to get back to work, whatever it was.
Dear Nigel,
Did you know that W.H. Hudson learned to fight with a knife at the age of four? I’m unsurprised. I understand.
Reconnect
Today I rocked, I wrote, I plucked my strings, I nailed a poem called “the little things” and then I did a victory dance around the house, and I don’t mean just on the inside.