Meet Ed my very patient teacher.
I Heart Bukowski
Just spent two hours in a cafe on Windward reading Bukowski and writing a poem about reading Bukowski. The picture above is from yesterday, when I wasn’t feeling so Bukowski.
Check out the chick in the silver Ford Mustang …
Been thinking about praying recently, which reminds me of this poem which I always have somewhere around me – like on my wall (if I have a wall), or as a screensaver. Yeah, praying and knowing. Speaking of poetry, I found a poetry gig in LA – open mic tomorrow night at Da Poetry Lounge […]