child of the redwoods**
by paulo on July 31, 2009
i like the redwoods. i feel at home there. so very small, me, lost in their entanglements. i’m so much less than them, so overlookable when about their trunks, their great bodies and masses. there are so many remarkable things (…)
the fallen ones
by paulo on December 6, 2008
i probably loved her most when she punched the pop machine. she’d run from me into the dorm’s kitchen and squarely (and impressively) punched straight into the “o” in the giant, glistening “coke”. i watched her from the couch, watched (…)
beats and feats
by paulo on November 25, 2008
tagged.. like one of those sad looking bears on discovery, i’ve been tagged. (as a note, i found a picture after i thought of the bear thing.. i have to meet this cartoonist of the same mindset..) so, for those (…)
who needs sleep
by paulo on August 26, 2008
it’s 4am and i can’t sleep. or i can’t sleep now, is what i should say. coming home from work i went straight for my bed, laid down, and returned to consciousness again around 1am. my apartment is a complete (…)
a report from midnight news..
by paulo on August 13, 2008
if you’ve spoken with me, you know i have a thing for puns. it’s starting to show itself as something more of a handicap, though. and the more i hear/watch television, the more i believe puns are funny only to (…)