Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Great Heights

Funny isn't it.
All the world's a stage and the spotlight falls here.
They come, starry-eyed and dream-driven, to plug in to these streets.
To cut their teeth, cut the throat of innocence on these streets.
Funny isn't it, then, that the ultimate symbol of triumph is living as far from them as possible.

Sunday, April 19, 2009


For sale: baby shoes, never worn.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009


Except no medals, only macaroni and cheese.