Posts Tagged: ‘puppies’

bloody tags

June 15, 2017 Posted by the writer

I had to take Fronkles to the vet a few weeks ago, because something was off. When the vet asked what the issue was, I replied, “I’m not sure, but I reckon he’s been eating the bloody garbage.”

The vet, with a straight face looked at me and said, “What kind of blood was it?”

And I was like, “Wow.” (more…)

i love to break phones

November 11, 2016 Posted by the writer

img_7640It has been a quiet week. I’ve been internal, I chanted a bit. I’ve been spending as much time as I can in the sun before winter sneaks up on me.

I also had the great pleasure of my phone breaking, completely. This means all contacts were lost, photos probably got erased. Of course I don’t back anything up on my phone. I’ll back my writing up, to a certain degree – but my phone?

That’s too much work. (more…)

i can’t lie. puppies.

October 11, 2016 Posted by the writer

I think my abrupt honesty with regard to my emotional state can be startling to some people.

img_5166I know I said that I wasn’t going to talk about him anymore, I’m not. I’m talking about me…

I’m still not good. Saying that I’m worse than I have ever felt isn’t really stretching it. According to my best friend, one time I was worse. (more…)

this internal. dwelling. top ten.

March 10, 2015 Posted by the writer

Love to you blog tribe.

IMG_7733I’m still internal. Sometimes I like it, sometimes I look around for the nearest sledgehammer to break the crystal globe I’ve been hibernating in the last few months.

It’s interesting to reach a point, after maintaining a “blah-g” for so many years, where I’ve literally retracted for an overwhelming number of reasons.

Top 10 Reasons I’ve Crept Into “Me” (more…)

renewed love. my poetry.

November 10, 2014 Posted by the writer

After my most recent break-up, matched with the whole “job… yeah, I’ll need one of those… eventually…” I woke up a bit meh. I fired up my Instagram with my morning coffee to learn that I was tagged in a #screenshot game – which essentially means screenshot whatever your home screen is and post it.

My screenshot, of course, is Fronkles and Peanut. The real magic in all of this, however, is while I’m sharing my picture with my Insta-mates, for the first time since I rescued him after losing Henry – Peanut and Fronkles played! It’s been somewhat heartbreaking watching each one try to play with the other for over a year with this odd chemistry of “wait, whose in charge? hold on… where’s my brother? you won’t hurt me… right?”IMG_4813

There is no better way to start my day. The two of them dancing around in a sea of growls erased whatever stress I woke up scowling.

Sad, right? I literally woke up scowling…

However! I am determined to utilized my NYC time effectively during another limbo era. After consulting with some inner circle affiliates, we’ve decided to use the bottom of my piggy bank to print my poems and ransack the city with them.

Viral style.

This plan took shape as I sat hunched over my laptop during country escapades and a friend of mine flipped though one of the poetry volumes and gently┬ástated, “Like, I know you’re all into your novel right now. But, you’ve got a lot of time off for a minute… and you’re like, in Times Square. I think should just print single poems and poem-bomb the city with your shit.”

It’s brilliant.

So! Today I shall put together a few pages which I will print off at the printing store and spin all over town with. No clue what the results will be… but we’re soon to find out!

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