Author Archives: German Jones

James had never known what to do with the video. Until now. Just minutes ago the boy upstairs had volunteered to record the award show for him. This was the boy James heard all afternoon and night. When he showered … Continue reading →

making plans to settle for more of the same, i sit here with Thom and switch between calm and anxious longing for the time to come. there is a new project with George about to overtake me. the summer promises … Continue reading →

These walls are missing some color. With the shades drawn it is an egg-shell cage. This home. There are many nights here spent sitting. Camia and I spoke today about the situations one finds herself in when every moment is … Continue reading →

“…and I said NO, NO, NO!”

and how entertaining it was. not unlike the remix of the remix of the remix.

Dear Diary, this weekend had an aura of peace and communion. it was filled with continuous blue-sky-days and relaxation with Thom. we slept in past 10 a.m. and lounged often on our couch. took walks, drank with friends, played scrabble, … Continue reading →

so audrey and i have been chatting most of the morning/afternoon. we have covered a lot of ground: family, college friends, love and its relational complications, and my particual avoidance of things. we actually didn’t cover this topic, but just … Continue reading →

images are coming in to view. i confessed a story to a friend this morning.and i made contact with another.the usual coffee and kisses were had upon waking.casual fantasies scurried around the empty apartment.at the moment i cannot decide whether … Continue reading →

Greetings from GUAM, bitches!!!! p.s. so Foxxy has moved to the island of barbecue, and currently lives in a place with two balconies facing the ocean. above we find evidence of why i am going to visit her soon.