Sunday Update
No time for blogging lately. Things are looking up in GingerLand, but that means I've been busy with lots of unbloggable stuff. I'm deeply looking forward to the time when I can get back to reading, writing, and talking about poetry. I guess missing it so much is a decent indicator that I'm on the right track. About the only thing I still have energy for at the end of a long day is chatting with far-flung friends. If you're on google chat and want to say hello, please do! My gmail address is right over there under my name---------------------->
Round up, holler girlAh, I will sing
Title TK
If I don't black out
Dumb made for fucking
And missing from the party
That boy spun out
Hold what you've got
While Xenia twists up
The sky
Akron flakes out
Grindcore little fury
I feel hot tire
Why is it floating in
My beer
Hold what you've got...
