CALIFORNIAN SPARK

Here in parks in Paris, France, I potter through a past so old and cold that it cannot be parted, we cannot easily outrun our own ruins while Cali beckons me with her rock and roll band; those make-me-feel-good brothers and sisters since seduced back to their former States and somewhere, in between, the loneliness […]

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I CAME TO THE CITY, PART 6; EVERYTHING COMES AND GOES

  Part I… Everything comes and goes, you can’t court without a spark but nothing lasts as long as that first light, that first night, already fading before the morning finds us fumbling, trying to get through, to get on, to something shinier, to something more new. Something more new. Everything comes and goes like […]

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