Words for Occupation
I want a poetry that is subjective, bold faced, damaged and wild. I am tired of having nothing left. I want breath on cold windows at the base of the tongue; an actual human...
Monthly Archive: October 2011
Talkin’ ’bout an occupation
We arrived at the park about 10pm Saturday night. Lots of low-key activity. The first and biggest challenge was finding a place to sleep. I suffered from a scarcity mentality, but Sam didn’t. He...