Wednesday, May 23
Last night, mediocre margaritas, little plastic monkeys on the edge of each
glass. Avocados and rain. Everything still green. Tall grasses, weeds, and
subtle wildflowers everywhere around our house.
This morning, an enormous, greasy omelette at the Village Coffee Shop on
In the evening, long after everyone else has gone home, I sit in the office and
read badly organized Wikipedia articles about the Sisters of Mercy, Norwegian
Black Metal, Nazi occultism, Madame Blavatsky, and Rudolf Steiner.