Read in Gadfly: Rich Writes Home Dear Catherine, It’s spooky. Getting in the car in the dark before sunrise to drive to the riverside to sit. Right here. Spooky cause well, being the end of July so far down south, and after yesterday being hot as hell, then last night so windy and pouring down … Continue reading
I am unwell. And crazy too. Well crazy in the best sense mostly, but to say insane would be a stretch. Well there’s not an appropriate word to describe it really. I should make up my own. Who says I can’t? The situation is I’m too sane. I’ve a discernment that’s more than it should … Continue reading
you are looking rough he whispered to the mirror then spit up more blood you are feeling low he managed to say out loud only to himself and to the mirror you’ve gone way too far and don’t seem to care either and you never did will you ever learn?
The poor you will have Does that mean we don’t help? And we’ll always have murder Does that mean sell more guns? Too much lying there’ll be Does that mean we’re not liable? There will always be war Does that mean to shoot first? And the sick will be sick So to hell with our … Continue reading
I worked yesterday which is great. It’s great because I hardly worked at all in September due to being sick and was feeling that maybe I just couldn’t work anymore- like I don’t have the physical strength or endurance or stamina. I mean I’m still not fully recovered apparently and have been dealing with doctors … Continue reading
They say he died of natural causes. But I know different. I know he died of a broken heart. And how do I know this? Because I always there- mostly on the periphery- but there nonetheless. At this point I think I was the only one. I only think that as not many came to … Continue reading
You had to be very careful with her. Watch what you said. Walk on eggshells. She’d blow her top if you took what she perceived to be any little misstep, believe you me. It had gotten increasing embarrassing really. At the time. I hadn’t seen her for what, two or three years? Yes things got … Continue reading
I am unwell. And crazy too. Well crazy in the best sense mostly, but to say insane would be a stretch. Well there’s not an appropriate word to describe it really. I should make up my own. Who says I can’t? The situation is I’m too sane. I’ve a discernment that’s more than it should … Continue reading
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