Wonbering

Frankly it's none of your business why I'm on the roof of my house shooting lightning from my fingers and cackling

wikipedia "death"

when a wikipedia article has this section it's always the one i read first

just saw the phrase "the real estate community." absolutely. we should be worrying about how political policy impacts the demon community. how does this affect ghoul- and goblin-americans

I squeezed the cat a little and he made a sound like the Jetsons' car.

been seeing lots of naked ladies in the wood grain today

grief is like that tangled necklace you put down & pick up & put down & pick up

I call it “joyful rigor” when I explain this effort to my students. I don’t believe in or rather, I’m not a “suffering poet.” I’m a writer who enjoys writing. The work works on me and I’m grateful for the opportunity to delve into the process at my own pace and to be changed by it.

20 bird species can understand each other’s anti-cuckoo call Several species of birds from different continents use and understand similar alarm calls when they see an invader that might lay an egg in their nest – this shared call hints at the origin of language

Several species of birds from different continents use and understand similar alarm calls when they see an invader that might lay an egg in their nest – this shared call hints at the origin of language

I hope your dog lives long enough to grow grizzled and cranky and wise. And if not, let them at least teach you how to live in the absolute moment 🐾

Got kicked outta the post office again for trying to use Moon Stamps as legal postage.

Ocean of blood coming. Just making conversation.

Them: Tits or ass?

Me: Someone who will hit me in the face with a shovel.

People are often surprised when I tell them that I am, at this very moment, writing a book about them.

The truest of all men was the Man of Sorrows, and the truest of all books is Solomon’s

My stripper name would be Frightens the Horses.

As my 93 y/o client said when someone asked her how she still had a sense of humor, "you're here, you're gone and the in-between is too fucking crazy not to think it's funny".

Writing a book about a dog who can fly a helicopter but refuses to

The only way to fix this is to let Kent state students shoot four national guardsmen. The gods clamor for symmetry

Trying to get my hideous buddy removed from the castle bestiary

Installing an electric typewriter & generator on my bicycle so I can write pastoral poetry on the go, up to the very second I crash into the river, or ride into a quarry.

there are no computers in heaven

I just need to make it to the end of the week, and then the end of the year, and then the end of my life.

Guy creeping up behind me with a length of piano wire pulled taut between his fists says he’s a dentist but won’t show me his credentials, says he doesn’t have to, says he’s just here to floss my teeth

I hope at some point today I can run in achingly shiny wingtips along a metal construction beam high off the ground being moved by a crane because I’m being chased by some Scandinavian baddies.

i have an alley cat relationship with god. i roll up once in a blue moon all beat up needing to be fed and otherwise im like man i don’t know you

I bought you a sword please respond.

I don’t have much time, take this! (hands you a bean that wriggles around in your palm)

A simple pleasure i have missed for many years is the mental and physical weariness that presents when you read 200-300 pages of a very good book in one sitting. Feels good to read again. Like coming home.