July 2011
3 posts
Skate or Die!
A Hot Day in July
I went to the shed to look for wood. Everything is organized and has purpose. I take the wood that belongs to something else. I lay it on flat ground and stand over it. The paint I have is spare for other things. I begin to organize an idea and shape it on the wood. With every drop, I question the previous. It will never come out as good as it should. I drank more and then don’t care so much. I...