Driving North

North, south, north, I’m starting to get dizzy! So I drove north a little yesterday, stopped and worked at my favorite little titty bar in the whole state (where the money/bullshit ratio has totally righted itself) and made a suprising chunk of change in a couple hours.  Now I’m in little Amerikkka and I can’t… Continue reading Driving North

Breaking Eggs

I drive north through the mountains in the dark, as usual. The sky goes up a million years, and the stars I see reflections of snow and chickweed. The road is long and curvy, and Bro curls up tiny in my lap. I want to drive these roads forever. I want to leave these roads… Continue reading Breaking Eggs