I was in New York City. Place of overcrowding, and cynicism, and stink. The largest city in America. It was the night before a friend’s wedding, and I had time to kill, and the only thing I could think to do was go to this bar to find a Boulder poet girl’s long lost father.Continue reading “Latest from Book of Love: “Full Potential””
For a while I was going to see this energy healer. Every time I had a big performance I’d go get a healing from her, so I’d be at my best. She’d lay me down on her table and put her hands in my aura and try to get my chakras spinning in the rightContinue reading “Latest from Book of Love: “The Energy Healer and the Drunk Carpenter””
During the summers when I was a kid my parents would put me in art camp. You’d go to some professional artist’s studio and draw pictures for a few hours a day for a week while the artist would sometimes look over at you and nod. When people are kids it’s easier to understand thatContinue reading “Latest from Book of Writing: “Jonathan’s Lines Are Very… Intense””
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