Friday, June 11, 2010


"they came to a crashing halt like blue airplanes."
these are the shadows i have now
i guess they might come from this
here is a place to hang things
 and a garden
and more from rb:

"she stared up at me all the time, her eyes never leaving me as if i were an airfield."

"what i was doing was like an occupation for me. i was that involved in looking at the sky and eating the apple."

"california needs us, so it gathers us from other places."

"i went over to her house. she didn't have a door bell. that was a small victory. one must keep track of all the small victories. i do, anyway."

"then she carved her pumpkin while dinner was cooking beautifully away."