Polaroid Reckoning A flat tire a broken-down sink crashing glass screaming sirens racing flames frame trailing frame of heat and dark...

The quest for less baggage Seems all wrapped up in a neat tiny box, not a gift. Still nice, but tied up real tight Only does it hold up...

I ransack the closet of my childhood nightly in REM, then half stages of a full-on sweaty sleep. Swipe left, then right yank around throw...

She was supposed to come home (with a giggle) and a flush from pluff mud piled high with various sorts of sunny stuff, the makings of...