A Plagiaristic* Passage

My pen feels like a paintbrush. I don’t feel time when I sleep.* My best friends: people I like, but people I don’t love.* Efficiency frustrates, turn it down. I try to get my friends excited, about not being invited.* I say, blue & white, clouds… sunlight. It’s hard to make a point.* It’s an […]

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Truckee / Tahoe

Spending time in a special place 8,000 feet above sea level. Closer to the sun here. The air is crisp and thin and it makes the drinks feel stronger. The arid smell of pine seeping through the sun roof at 40 mph. Jeffreys, Sugars, Ponderosas. Oxygen breeds mindfulness. Retro motel signage. Vacancy. Competition breeds color TVs, HBO, […]

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