archives for Tuesday 3 April 2007
no mention of grad school for a change
Tuesday 3 April 2007 | I like a cookie
Dawn on one edge of sky, moonset on the other. Pyewacket waited until nearly six this morning, for which small mercy be grateful. Here with the big red Fuego mug full of my worst vice, the inevitable matcha latte. Curls of steam. Abruptly recalling a dream of being at the Editor’s house with the Brujo, [...]
