Spring is in the air.

Going to Georgia

The most remarkable thing about coming to you is the feeling of being in motion again. It is the most extraordinary thing in the world. I have two big hands and a heart pumping blood and a 1967 Colt 45. with a busted safety catch. The world shines as I cross the Macon county line going to Georgia. The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway is that it's you and you're standing in the doorway. You smile as you ease the gun from my hand. And I am frozen in joy right were I stand . The world throws it's light underneath your hair. 40 miles to Atlanta. This is nowhere. The world shines as I cross the Macon County Line. Going to Georgia.

dance music.

Cuernavaca

It's cold outside

Post #100

Popol Vuh

Duomo di Milano

Temple of Quetzalcoatl

Christina

Tucson, AZ

400 Pueblos

Palacio de Bellas Artes

of guns and bondage

el monstruo

Crystal Frontier

DF

Tenochtitlan

you win some...you lose some

...got lost looking for the Wal-Mart.

first stop in the new world

Look to the skies tonight

The Perseid Meteor shower will peak tonight. The watch begins after nightfall on August 11th and continues until sunrise on the 12th. Veteran observers suggest the following strategy: Unfold a blanket on a flat patch of ground. (Note: The middle of your street is not a good choice.) Lie down and look up. - excerpt from Nasa.gov

shorter nights and longer days

a room with a view (portrait of my neighbor)

and I think to myself, it's a beautiful night

nocturnal

Been gone a while...

Something for the June

Ghazal for Wasted Time

Every day the bus stops near my house
at seven-seventeen, but it’s always late.

I see all the junk my grandmother will die with
And her friends struggling to swallow, gurgling.

You worry about our love changing with time?
Time is only change measured in space, so let’s go slow.

At least these painful moments are not hours, and you
can have my salty tears for free.

Give a monkey a rock, a chisel and time, eventually it’ll sculpt like Rodin.
Right now, it’s shaping your heart and mine.
- E.G.

Poem courtesy of E.G.

You Evade Me

Music with rhythm—
a thumping Latin Beat
makes my skin tingle;
my jigga-belly dance,
while I thump it in time.
I imagine me and
you, my belle, dancing,
dripping sweat and naked.
Our tongues meander
through each other’s juices–
spit, drip, sweat
and liquid thighs.
These tangled juices,
that slippery skin,
those thighs I’d love to gladden;
it’s all rhythmic fantasy and syncopated beat.
- E.G.

Poem courtesy of E.G.

LA

Downtown Los Angeles

altar, barrio historico, Tucson, AZ

Senza Titolo

Tucson, AZ

It was a rough year.

amen

a bedroom in the desert

Goin' to Acapulco

Sorry I haven't posted in a few days...been preoccupied

The king is dead. Long live the king.

Los Angeles, CA

Kyoto, JP

buona notte

Hotel Chesea, NY

here comes the sun...

Kyoto, JP

La Pantera y El Gato

spring after the long winter

Cliffs of Mohr, Ireland

Tombstone, AZ

Tucson, AZ

monument for dying plants