Category Archives: The Door Frame

(limbo, neither one room nor the next)

And this one’s for the 5:30 A.M. bird on the roof of the building in which I could be sleeping…

“I love to hear you get undressed” Jim Morrison tells me, and then, “I don’t care how loud you snore”…thanks! It’s around 5:20 A.M. and the work that I am doing here is free from any and all constraints except … Continue reading

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What will happen today isn’t this:

The garden was readier than I might ever be, so I stole three tomatoes, just in case.

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