Moleskine Pages- Slap

He slapped her with great tenderness and proprietorial concern. In certain light his affection for her appeared distorted, overdone and odd. Everything he said and did was motivated by the need to keep her guessing. Life with him was never boring.

Moleskine Pages- I Miss You

The legend told us of familiar shadows and seductive voices. Brown bread memories and washing line tents.I carry you on my frozen shoulder and see through your undead eyes. I miss you.

Moleskine Pages - Tapesperm

'Every spring his fertility ran out of him.....despite the impediments.'

Moleskine Pages - Over Time

The writing was on the wall. A divine scribble in an antique hand. A 90 degree diatribe on the merits of being born, being withstood, understood....sleepy and alone. Bluebirds died and returned in rainbow formations. Spread disinformation as poisoned seed. Weeds grew to a timeless rhythm, but I heard the words as they slid into my head. I felt the dread dissipate...over time.