Year Three
What does one do with a man who fits the floor with wearied socks and jeans.
…little ball of furrrrr
This is a shout out to Naeem, for whom a good meat to bread ratio is a thing of classic beauty.
Two years into Forever
Here are some pages from the chapbook I put together of all the words Naeem has pulled from me.
Things I probably should’ve given Naeem the heads-up on
via Hamish 1. I have a real problem managing time. 2. Hence I'm a pro-procrastinator. 3. It is difficult for me to wake up early especially if there is nothing pressing to attend to. 4. I sing along to jingles [...]
A big bad block, but there’s always a poem
When I'm feeling particularly useless, I type random words into my Gmail search and read the regurgitated chat archives.
Those singular moments of plural possibility…
...sometimes visit upon us when we're at our most unreceptive. We shall refer to him as Significant-Geek or sg33k for brevity. This is what I call him when I'm trying to be cute or ironic. That or "Hey Pumpkin, you're [...]