these fragments i have shored against my ruins

Uhhh-huh. I hate leafing back through the musty pages of recent memory, but today I saw something so horrendously ridiculous that I choked and spit water into my keyboard. The keyboard is fine, thank you. However, I’d like to clarify something I wrote yesterday: when I said ‘not her or him or me’, I mean my ex-girlfriend, my ex-boyfriend, and, ...

you mother

Get up, come on get down with the sickness. Hey! How are you? Yeah, me too. It’ll pass. Friday, as promised, Chico returned home. He is very very shiny and new(-looking), except I guess they busted a tail light in the whole destroy-and-rebuild process, so I have to bring him back next week. I got two tires out of the ...

just

i’m just tired, darlin’i can’t lay down,half-asleep and heedlessi’m bleeding dreamsi’m dreaming sleepi’m sleeping and     that half of me, silentlytakes the keys silently,out the door,and when she goes– (i go.     no choice butjust go)drowning my sorrows incoffee and gasoline

cinnamon

Yes, indeedy. Tonight I waived my rights to: A trial to the court or to a jury; Be represented by counsel; Be presumed innocent until proven guilty beyond a reasonable doubt; Confront and cross examine all prosecution witnesses; and Either remain silent or to testify for the defense. (Uh, cross-examine should be hyphenated, dudes.) It’s the ‘remain silent’ one I’ll ...