caught alive together

I like to prowl ordinary places. I feel sorry for us all or glad for us all caught alive together and awkward in that way. there’s nothing better than the joke of us the seriousness of us the dullness of us Charles Bukowski Photo Calle Sta. Eulália, Mérida

Flying at dawn

Disconnected thoughts at Frankfurt airport The taxi was early, it arrived at 4.20 a.m. and the driver was, surprisingly, an older gentleman. Drivers working this shift tend to be younger. His son, who has been living in London for the past eleven years, called. He was embarrassed by the language used. He told me his … More Flying at dawn