the new sixth finch is waiting for you. 

this is it, really. i promise.

more leonard for your evening?

san francisco

here is a song for you to hear.

one day in california a little boy says to his father as they're walking away from the ocean, daddy, we're lost--and the father says back, no we're not, we're right here.

washington square park: this is when i was trying to do the cover for trout fishing in america.

dolores park: vibrational alchemist: he adjusts your spirit. i did it. it made my head separate from my body.

you can pre-order richard's book by looking here.

 one of the things the book says is:

i do not understand the transition. i hold you until you disappear.

books:

juliana leslie: more radiant signal: we are sleeping under the wool tonight / of california under the stars / i love

maggie nelson: bluets: eventually you will have to give up this love. it has a morbid heart.

brandi homan: bobcat country: when we ask for what we want and get it, we're terrified.

bin ramke: tendril: you would agree were you here with me, momentous / and monumental you.

bruce covey: glass is really a liquid: hemlock is high in soluble fiber.

i came back from seattle. here are photographs of places and things i love there.

christmas in seattle

did i tell you i live with a heavy metal band now? they are called night shirt. they play loud screeching music for many hours at a time. sometimes they chant and sometimes they become banshees. everyone in seattle is a musician. when you meet them they begin, immediately, to play all of their music for you.

here is what it's like here for christmas

pont and i ate egg salad sandwiches, tomatoes and cold mashed potatoes for dinner. it was gross. our dining room table is a radiator box.

now i'm going to read mary ruefle's selected poems:

i realized i was becoming

impossible, more and more impossible,

and that one day it really would be true.

(from: how i became impossible)

if you were lonely

and you saw the earth

you'd think here is

the end of loneliness

and i have reached it by myself.

(from: the tenor of your yes)

i want to spend new year's eve here

lapush, washington:

"La Push above, 12 miles from Forks Washington is home to the Quileute Tribe. According to legend, the tribe was created from wolves by a supernatural transformer. The tribe's lineage stretches back thousands of years to the Ice Age, making them possibly the oldest inhabitants of the Pacific Northwest."

do you know the story of how james tate went to iowa?

one of the very best things that has happened to me is this 24hour coin-operated art gallery

another of the best things is that ts and i walked ellie to the water