Narrative Paralysis

  scream the disregulation into an envelope. seal it with appropriate postage. send it out on schedule find rhythm click and clack to left-f...

  something to remind myself of the old times once concerned with nothing but little oddities minor curves and slumps and stranger yelps fro...

i pluck the leaves from the lily and adhere it to the daffodil. smell the floral assault i made that with these hands and  sheers and a litt...

  swill it around, drink it down, let it sit with your feeling another emptiness this one, like another, like the others, like no other all ...

  those grinning flies lesser and lesser circle and buzz around the remains of yesterday’s feast slip and stumble and croak and grimace and ...

Here's another moment left left right left and the directions write themselves right left left right and the world is giggling with some...

  hope you and yours are well. lots to discuss in the near future. for now, here's this: i will not allow myself this feeling forever. o...

go find yourself in another nation. land of time forgotten. in hindsight what we all wanted is rarely mutual.  go find yourself in another n...

  free write, I need to feel the pressure of a timeline sometimes... Little bit of hell raise this heck entirely out of the ashes of peace L...

  it's back. LXXXI pieces assembled and disassembled by an untrained eye /my own/. endless variety. for shame for sooth for all of us an...

This is something else. Solara is at 200 now (I know, never a half-measure) and that may be my focus for the next few posts. More on the way...

  Here's something spontaneous. take it home;  another pet staring in the window; claw marks on the banister; broken in; let me see the ...

  a return to the Solara. LXVI What we’re waiting for/together/is some kind of magical pyramid scheme that will help us all /transcend/ into...

A little levity, I suppose. "Rainstorm, take me away from the norm Wooaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I got to tell you something..." I sup...

  once more, a solara-free saturday. there is definitely more coming, i promise. No path, like this one, the one necessary  for some kind of...