{90 enter lightly and exit softly}

 

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{89 There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road*}

I get distracted so easily.  Oh hey, there goes the night.  See ya.

Bokeh garlic.

Chicago, IL

 

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{88 Don’t!}

This is hurting.  My stomach is aching.  We just met.  We’ve hung out once.  I barely know her.
But she’s killing me.
I went to bed thinking of her last night and woke up with her on my mind.  I can’t shake it.  I have refreshed every form of modern communication today hoping to hear from her.  I haven’t felt this strongly for anyone in a while.  I forgot about these feelings.  Of longing.  Of hope.  Of simultaneous fear and dread and euphoria.
Don’t over think it, I tell myself.
Don’t overdo it, I murmur.
Let it develop, I advise.
Don’t push an agenda on anything, I urge.
Let it unfold on it’s own, I suggest.
Don’t give away how crazy she makes you feel, I shout.
Don’t allow even an opportunity for her to see how you hunger for her presence, I plead.
Don’t!  
But my stomach, my gut, my heart/chest region still aches.  Aches in a way I forgot it could.
I fall in love too easily.
Logan Square, 2011
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{87 wool on wool}

I used to like dressing up.  Dressing up as in bow and neck ties, suits, shiny shoes…the whole shabang.  My mother used to say, “MYBABYLOOKS GOODALLDRESSED UP”.  And now, now I can’t stand to wear clothes.  If I didn’t have to consider other people’s comforts I’d be bare at every apartment I was at.  When I get home, before taking off my shoes I first drop my bag and then slap off anything that zips, pulls, ties, buttons, stretches and covers.  Being like this makes me feel honest.

Moon lickers.

Chicago, IL

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{86}

My dad used to drink most nights and those same nights he would play Kenny Rogers and Pedro Infante records.  Then he’d cry about how much he wished his father loved him when he was younger and how he was always gonna show me that he loved me.

To this day my dad is still scared to hug with me with two arms.

I still love ya, pops.  Now matter how much your macho gets in the way.

Cooking with L & L.

Chicago, IL

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{85 pee in a cup}

It’s nice to just get up and go, sometimes.  I get all anxious when planning so when an idea or desire comes to mind, I like being able to go to that place and take it as it comes.  Thnx, DJMG.

Chicago, IL

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{84 Move into the neighborhood}


tUnE-yArDs

Lincoln Hall

Chicago, IL

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19{82}

This is all very silly.  Please, people, it’s not that serious.

Erik con ca

Chicago, IL

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{81}

(stupid damn internet.  it took forever to post this and now i’m too tired to write anything nice so all you get is a picture.  sorry)

Pidgeon’s graffiti.

Chicago, IL

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