Letter to Victoria Belle

Dear Victoria, Tonight is one of those nights in which so many things seem to all come together from the far corners of the night sky. I fasted for a day and have deduced that it does indeed lead to an altered state of consciousness. And I think it may be needed in today’s world. …

I saw Tom Waits (he might have looked at me)

Tom Waits and violet roses. Man I want it all. Satisfaction is death and I crave the gritty night sidewalks of LA. These days I want to recall the old voices and heroes. Oh Tom Waits, you are such a man. The voice for the outcast and prideful soul. The observant soul that stares from …

To play with John Coltrane

A new venture now. Marked primarily with the odd choice of fasting. I feel the body changing. Refraining from the lonesomely romantic nights of wine and the typewriter filled with the hope of what might turn out. Frustrations weren’t from the wine, however. I want to produce more and that can only come from, I …

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