circa twenty 08
i live at the sailboat bend artist’s lofts. it’s an unfortunate circumstance really. The place is filled with ethnic artists of different variety’s but the issue is clear. They’re black and broken and the others are fat and tortured. But the real issue is that each artist is in a different phase of development. It makes for a lot of folly.
ode to fear and French words. Feared right through the ringer.
Kids prancing egos. lack of withstanding. you are a gifted writer. I sit on this couch. the red couch I bought from that guy in Denver.