by pbsartist | Jul 8, 2017 | Uncategorized
the strike of this match against this flint against this finger held just precisely so as to not shatter the delicately crafted neck of this light I love things. Things not yet here more than things that have be come. Or rather, things that are not yet here, as much...
by pbsartist | Jul 8, 2017 | Uncategorized
is not a contradiction. I don’t believe it myself right at this moment this morning where I wake to discouragement of days even in and amongst my everything and so much and even amongst my blessed I wake angry chest-achingly disgustingly frustrated raging...
by pbsartist | Jul 8, 2017 | Uncategorized
everything with exquisite temperance not like those other ones there living so largess so innocuously impenetrable. Who’s to say I have got this all right alright I don’t. I certainly don’t but at least I know it and go on just the same again every...
by pbsartist | Jul 4, 2017 | Uncategorized
We deny our own becoming. We are hardly whole-formed at birth. Why then do we assume to be whole when we reach 5′ 3″….? Grow.
by pbsartist | Jul 4, 2017 | Uncategorized
the pen lays idle but my mind lays down rivers of words.
