Author Archives: German Jones

No, I recognize that I am not Rimbaud, but his image helps me build up my lineage.  The young, conflicted gay writer telling his story.  Or at least that is what I thought… And then I went to the library … Continue reading →

So the time had come to go back home.  Such a journey is nothing new, nor is it anything to “write home” about (so to speak).  But I feel compelled to do just that. Lately my travels south into the … Continue reading →

I decided that I would seize this new month’s clean slate to do some of the things I usually wish I have done as I lay down to sleep at night.  It all hinges upon my own discipline, of which … Continue reading →

Impacting culture in a myriad of ways.  Impacting me in several others.  He will be missed. (I’m gonna make a change…)

Bunny called me this evening and she was looking for a book.  In actuality, I would say she was searching for a memory but if it came in the form of a book she would be pleased.  It was something … Continue reading →

patience