Late last night,
officially so late it was the next day,
an email dropped by,
twas my buddy.
He’d picked up the thread on a project several lifetimes in the making.
And yesterday was the deadline…
The weight of a deadline is heavy if you let it drag you under…
When I was weird,
I saw absolutely everything…
I had an “invisible” blue friend called Doody.
I spoke with everyone as if they had a story to tell,
because they did.
I thrived on rolly-polly competitions down grassy hills.
I thought farts were so so funny,
I would waddle to…
Yesterday I had a yarn with a fella from Brazil.
Turned out he lives in Florianópolis.
Ahhhh Flori’, a place I experienced through a sparklingly jaded memory of deabuch and awesome.
About ten years ago about 20 of the boys descended on the town to celebrate Carnivale.
We’d heard it…
Wrote this one down by the sea,
while my love
her first pottery.
The carry of
By the way,
This isn’t the poem
I hear the mixed,
The reversed out cymbal
parking itself across two spaces.
Encroaching the soundscape
This is the story of my first official day on the New Clubhouse App.
If Elon Musk reckons it’s the next big thing, everyone stops and listens and maybe it is.
“But hold up Benny!”
Well, it’s pretty much an invite only (for now) Apple app (for now) where you…
There’s no place like it.
Probably because it’s a body(several) of water and not really a place.
Even with the debris in the water, a foreign word for foreign objects that may find themselves stuck in my Boardeaxs (French Boardies like promiscuous French women).
A swimmer in my surfclub thought…
Have you ever become a professional in a field you didn’t expect to?
No way, You too!
Until last year I didn’t even know what a Doula was, let alone that I’d soon be one.
And for all the LAST YEAR MEs out there…
Doulas are trained, non-medical professionals who…