The Mezunian

Still chill March ~ Th’sun beaming yellow ’hind my blanket.

Accompanying music: Your browser does not support the audio element. Everyday street ~ crushed can o’ some stranger’s time.

Accompanying music: Your browser does not support the audio element. Storming March ~ a gift from the heavens… a moat.

Accompanying music: Your browser does not support the audio element. Weekend spring ~ washing cat food cans for recycling.

2016 May 5: I decided to try writting a diary to help me be better @ expressing myself, which doesn’t look like it’s working well now cuz I keep having trouble thinking o what words to use. But that’s OK, sense I guess “custom makes calaber”, or howe’er that saying goes. Autumn did say that […]

The scent o’ 1 last snow before winter’s death.

Accompanying music: Your browser does not support the audio element. Rainy morn ~ February ends e’en earlier.

It doesn’t feel like winter anymo’, but it doesn’t feel like spring yet… <That is the feeling o’ autumn, sneaking ’tween January & March. ¿Have you forgotten it already dug so deep in your dank caves? ¿Did you not notice the morns smudged out white with fog evolving into bright yellow days chillywarm? ¿Have you […]

She’d been thinking ’bout it for a while & decided that the gingerhaired thiefrat that Moneybags obsessed o’er would have to pay. She was thinking ’bout it while walking down Habanero Highway, which always reeked o’ gasoline on the desert afternoons, on a trip toward Verditropolis, which she was now thinking she’d have to postpone […]

I haven’t been paying much attention to politics for the past… half decade or so. There used to be a joke ’bout comedians intentionally voting for incompetent presidents so they’d have great material, but we have since learned that this is wrong: truly incompetent presidents & the long shadow they cast ’cross politics e’en after […]