Sunday, November 29, 2009

hey eric

tonight a black line of crows
rising like smoke
flew overhead
while I biking home
against the current
of their wings

Saturday, November 28, 2009


a story
can be told through pictures
and words
but what in them is true

viva Delancy st. 1984

Friday, November 27, 2009

hello hello

the time
of utter confusion
endless advertisements
smiling children women and men
plastic crap
making me feel secure
and uncertain

frankford ave 1984

Wednesday, November 25, 2009


on thanksgiving
i sense the bustle
of people moving
to touch kin
and feel comfort
from it

holland,pa 1985

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

hey jermaine

like waking in the middle
of a dream
that's disturbing
i noticed a desperation
in faces
that I could not change
with a simple smile

Monday, November 23, 2009

hey lino

a hard line
defines me
or maybe defies my vague
with universal form

Sunday, November 22, 2009


under the bridge
was written
on the pillar
while fish jumped
and the authors darling humped
her from behind
it was quite touching
for this kinda thing

Saturday, November 21, 2009

hi masa

a graceful dance
like running my hands on silk
yet with an empty head
it is all there

Thursday, November 19, 2009

hi natalie

the window
while my fortune reads
Storms Make Oaks
Take Deeper Root

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

hey eric

I almost don't want to send
you this card
or title it something witty
but then I would question

Tuesday, November 17, 2009


given that today
went by uneventfully
with some unpleasant ripples
I laid on the ground
and drank its last

Monday, November 16, 2009


when something goes missing
the thought of going
in time
and having it again
is unimaginably

Sunday, November 15, 2009

hi mike

health care reform
wars going on
peace prize winners
and losers
all but consume
the chilly night air
in neons awareness

Saturday, November 14, 2009


life in a bubble
insulated through comfort
and control
yet pain and
heartbreak still exist
...only remedy
is to get out

Friday, November 13, 2009


dragging glass negative
to the midwest
them sending them
home with you
to do the work
discovering what would most certainly
have been lost
is just one story

Thursday, November 12, 2009

hi Pat

mysteries of past lives
for purposes
I can somewhat guess
a person took time
to lay a plastic flower
and hung wreathes
on the graves
at pioneer and soldier

Wednesday, November 11, 2009


walking in your path
with the animals
you love
was a gift

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

hey alex

I often wonder
only serene landscapes
can conjure in some

Monday, November 9, 2009

hi laura

sometimes when the seams rip out
on all you've built
cursing flimsy construction
gives way
to untold exploration

Sunday, November 8, 2009


when the economy was booming
we lived with a dark
not far from home

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Thanks Barnaby

My sugar skull
gazes at Persephone
post dead saint samhaim
a weeks gone by

Friday, November 6, 2009

perhaps when a
time space continuim
Nora's partrons will
mix with stairmaster
and be utterly confused

Thursday, November 5, 2009

hi sheri

Today I heard
your sketches
were made by observing
the streets
on you bicycle

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

a morning walk
and recognizing again
all the trees that stand still
through winds
cold and hot
light and darkness
standing strong

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

hey craig s

automatonic revolt
inercia is a
cruel box of fear

Monday, November 2, 2009

hey bruce

the first postcard I wrote
felt liberating
to say what I felt
in a instant
remembering names
remembering faces
reminding me I'm home
somehow that has changed

Sunday, November 1, 2009


gorgeous, dim and vibrant
was the day
you walked
into the voids
lush isolation
and found comfort