It’s not a monster, it’s just Monday.

By the way, i wish one could accidentally make a pancake like the way one accidentally makes a baby – in bed. But i’ve got to step out and do mistakes. Oops, i meant do life. … More It’s not a monster, it’s just Monday.

Poem: Fear…

i watch, watch and watch, as the river does her snaking, the monkey her chattering, the women dance to drums, a snake does her hissing, like a big snake she sounds, as big as my fears, because i’m paranoid in reverse, i suspect mother nature, of plotting to make me happy, i’m afraid of being … More Poem: Fear…