Monthly Archives: May 2005

I’m livin in white trash hell. last night I was kept up most of the night by yet another party next door…I’d have complained to the building manager but we don’t have one right nowthis morning I got ready for … Continue reading →

I am often struck speechlessby symbolism as I am by the music that plays though outthe songbook of my life and I weep… the vision of a grieving motherbeing offered a folded flagas a token of a county’s esteem the … Continue reading →