Fire Island Scribbles – 1-

A dialogue about people – I like raw people – So, like, what? You like them uncooked?  – …. Yes. I like them uncooked. Not even seared, not the slightest heat touching them.  – Do they also have to be whole? Or can they be sliced, chopped, julienned? – The knife can have touched them,Continue reading “Fire Island Scribbles – 1-“

Guiltessly Rested

When they were guilty of restlessness. And so their story took form when the years duped them to becoming adults. Duped because adult-hood is not not a sorrowful hood to reside in. They signed papers, they paid bills, they bought china plates decorated with a gilt of gold on their rims, they scheduled times toContinue reading “Guiltessly Rested”