Tweet It's gloriously sunny, but freezing. A young homeless guy sits on a corner of Columbus Avenue, gently smoking weed from a glass pipe the way they do here, with two of his friends. He offers it to our group as we walk by. He has a beautiful face and a shock of curly black … Continue reading If you’re going to San Francisco… wear a coat
The curse of smartphones and social media
Tweet Since my arrival in this land of plenty, I made the conscious decision not to make use of a mobile phone. Initially, this was down to sheer laziness - everything was so hectic the first week, I couldn't be bothered with the hassle of locating a phone shop and setting up an American number, … Continue reading The curse of smartphones and social media
Aphrodite
"To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god." - Jorge Luis Borges ------------------------------- Above the flow of the River Styx Not through verity, but through tricks The sweet ambrosia her lips betwixt Lay the goddess Aphrodite; And like a maiden smiling she Giving him no chance to flee The … Continue reading Aphrodite
Limbo
She did not think that she would sink Into that Well again But there it spreads like black ink. Newspapers on the street swirl at her feet; Endless fury, a never ending story. Memories of speeding between the lines, Running from fines. She shies from the print, sucks on a mint. Sticky fingers. Finger prints. … Continue reading Limbo
That which makes us pitiful creatures makes us excellent human beings: the art of exploiting emotion
Tweet “I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.” ― Jorge Luis Borges So far, my experience at the University of California, Santa Barbara campus has been … Continue reading That which makes us pitiful creatures makes us excellent human beings: the art of exploiting emotion
[ cre·pus·cu·lar ] Adjective: of, resembling, or relating to twilight.
Sometimes I wake up and I rue the ragged day that I came into this world unable to sleep. My mother always tells me I was a long, thin baby; perhaps it's something to do with that, although I'm certainly not long and thin now. The fact remains that I can be dog-tired and still … Continue reading [ cre·pus·cu·lar ] Adjective: of, resembling, or relating to twilight.
In good company
'I shambled after as I have been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a … Continue reading In good company
