Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Trying to go Home


Dryer # 5 has
a gray comforter
with, at least,
six tennis balls
in it. They don’t
seem to be serving
any purpose.

The gray comforter
is in the back while
the tennis balls
scrape the window.

I’m drinking a Coke.
I hate Coke, but the
machine’s button was
labeled wrong. It
specified Cherry Coke.

A regular one
came out instead.

Friday, April 06, 2012

Shelly Interrupts Still Life

Wednesday, April 04, 2012

Meaning in a Glasss of Wine