S. smoked grass for fifty years, beginning as a roadie with the Bob Seger band and ending in the living room with her old man — that’d be me.
Tag: Death
Zen and the Art of Cat Daddy Maintenance
A manic-depressive neurotic with bipolar disorder has a nerve calling a prime minister a schizophrenic. But I should know.
Armchair
A vanishing lifescape full of energy and joy and sorrow— gone now, a rich painting erased from the frame of life by time and fate.
Strange awakening
Grief strengthens the spirit. If you live alone long enough, without the woman who made you a man, you become your own man again.