Monthly Archives: March 2019


at this meditation lesson you pay what you want at the front desk and let the guru make you sit for hour upon unbroken hour with the one object: watch your breath my buttocks hurt my legs go to sleep frustration’s winning out “sir, where’s the peace?” * * the ducted heating coughs out stale […]

Best Friends

I am sitting here and the pale night-lamp, pretending to be day, spills over the desk. Leaning back on its paste-board support is a picture in a frame of Melissa and I, both in our stiff-collar, high school uniform, my hair pulled back in a pony-tail, hers in a short bob framing her face. Ironically […]