Four Notebooks

Four journals, moving from all mirror, to a cross-breed, to being able to finally force myself, at least most of the time, to write right.

I mangled Batmish’s binocular case for my own selfish ends

That’s just how I am and I think you should know that about me My feet look hilarious in this. So, you’re welcome. When you came out of the bar yesterday and I was doing an extra-loud, extra-energetic: I love you I hate you I’m on the fence it all depends whether I’m up I’m…