07/31/2012

well well. i came home to find that friendly faces from round town had been raided by the SWAT team and served with warrants and grand jury subpoenas. i came home to find that my sweetheart’s father had passed away. i came home to find my house creaking and groaning, attempting to wrench itself forth from some shitty muck. i came home to the utility bill due TOMORROW. i came home to my epazote grown the size and shape of my spiny and sticky-sweet too-big heart. i came home to the stacks of books at my bedside, words sliding over and under one another, entwined and interwoven. i came home to cover myself in ink blotches and dirt. i came home to present three workshops in a single month. i came home to a cupboard strangely bare, a fridge hedged with mold and dried cheese-ends, and a freezer caulked with frost. i came home to tell you the good news and the bad.

i came home to a mess, basically. but i’ve got this broom here, see? and i think the kitchen floor needs a good scrubbing, to start with.

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