Belonging

There was this guy at church who didn’t belong there. He had some kind of scarf over his head, making him a tunnel to hide in. You could barely see his face. He looked like a babushka through the white rabbit hole. The scarf that was hiding his face was a nutty black and white […]

Teachers

I’ve encountered some great teachers lately. I went out Friday night. It took me about an hour to decide what to wear. My back had gone “oh my aching back” again, making me feel about 10,000 years old, and I couldn’t find anything that made me look so fabulous and interesting that it distracted from […]

Francis Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on Seattle

Kurt Cobain died when I was a senior in high school. I was burning incense (I was in high school, as I said), and the incense caught my calendar on fire, burning it up to the date that he died. It was spooky. And I was sad. I had heard about a lot of artists […]

Relics

I had a lot of vicodin left over. Unfortunately, it didn’t do much for me. A shot of whiskey does me more good. It’s just been sitting in the cabinet behind my shower, in a little sky-blue plastic basket that was left behind by the previous tenant. I also had a lot of neurontin, the […]