Where does it come from, my passion- burgeoning, bumbling, burbling, purple, red, inflamed- like the Red Queen in a fury or a fountain of frothy, frothing water light as air and filled with color exploding into universes within the hidden crevices of my brain then leaking out, joyously or morosely like a thin, filthy mattress slept on by a high-jacked heiress in a forgotten basement; my pores shimmer with ...
Updated 09-02-2011 at 11:23 PM by qimissung
This is my cat, Puck. We've had him for a long time, about 18 years, I think. He is three years younger than Sukey, who was 20 when she passed on, on New Year's Day, 2009. Anywho, it looks like we might have Puck with us for awhile longer. He is an extremely friendly, and indolent animal. He rarely moves. This has been his habit for as long as I've known him. He finds a place and camps out ...
Updated 08-04-2011 at 02:18 PM by qimissung
My son graduated from high school last Sunday, June 5, 2011. I am very proud of him. It has been a bit of a journey, getting him to this point. When he was in the fourth grade it began to be apparent that he was struggling in school. His teacher had assigned a research paper which she had broken down into kid sized bites, but still he hadn't done anything. So I got his things together and I helped him get his research done and the paper written. I mean that in the best sense. I didn't ...
Updated 06-13-2011 at 02:48 PM by qimissung
It's been awhile since Ive written here, or written at all, for that matter. I have missed it a lot, and like others before me wondered if I'd ever write again. Maybe. I don't know yet. All I know is I can feel the urge, long suppressed, begin to stir. It's about time-and it feels good. Calla Lily oppress me with your beauty, white maiden, press against my soul, make it smaller with your large desire dance ...
in my dream you are sleeping peacefully, brow sweaty and your lips, pale, moving in and out as they whisper of the tempest and desire leaning close I breathe, "allons-y ensemble" I can only be who I am someone from whose lips spring the froth of the sea whose soul lays still upon the wave before diving beneath it knowing the terror and confusion that awaits struggling to the ...
Updated 03-05-2011 at 07:06 PM by qimissung