(For the lucky, Expire when you realize you’re getting just a little older. For the ones that live and live and live, Do you end up just living to die?) Time measured in toothpaste tubes. Enough time to roll the bottom end up. Make that toothpaste keep it’s promise. Hold the roll with a […]Read More Time Measured in Toothpaste Tubes
Things lost forever: A tile magnet from Spain. A pair of black tweezers. A pair of red sunglasses. (I found those in 2015, tucked in a drawer, resting in it’s case.) Where are you objects of unnecessity? Why do I obsess about you all? Things I can never lose: The patch of long […]Read More Things Lost Forever
Can you let me paint myself to sleep? Paint the sky. That is me. The blinks. Those are my moles. The mountain. Two. That, my feet. Is that who I want to be remembered as? A robust set of constellations in the night spread across two mountains? Perhaps that is all I will show […]Read More Mediocrity in All the Grandest Night Skies
If there was a chalk storm, How many would survive? If a chalk shortage arrived, What would teachers teach on? If chalk was collected from an eraser, How many pieces of chalk could be made? If I had a long new piece of chalk, I would break it in two, Share it with […]Read More Where does chalk come from?