empty

house

 

heavy

head

 

bright

awake

sleep

 

dreams

blanket

dome

 

yesterday

naked

inside

clothes

mind

 

mom

before mom

 

coffee

eggs

greens

then tea

 

doorway

 

fists

pummel

pillow

 

animal 

we’re animals

in human 

clothes

 

alcoholism

coded impulse

kill thyself

me

 

fists

pummel

chest

 

release

release 

release

 

culture

necktie

noose

gurney

 

fists 

pummel

floor

 

resist

resist

resist

 

feta

tortilla cracker

growl

 

pain 

like 

healing

 

devour

release 

release what?

 

laughter

this is funny

absurd and funny

 

god

is

here

 

called gpa

called sister

called wife

called dad

 

birds sing

comfort more than spotify

go deep into music dna

birds

 

wake

up

slow

 

grass fed ground beef

pink himalayan salt

warm avocado

 

want so bad to call mom

mom

mom

mom

 

life

is

alive

 

are you?

 

life is she

is here

 

eat

fill up

eat eat eat eat 

 

0 is easier than 1

 

across the street

the tree 

wrapped in ivy

looks like mom

in her bathrobe

 

never

noticed

 

the hum of traffic

is 

the ocean tide

 

before bed

full fat yogurt

granola

 

the bible begins

tree of knowledge 

what was it

 

where

symbol

for what

 

the dog

beady

brown eyes

sacred cow

 

the dog and cat

 

knowledge

worth knowing

is slippery

 

the cat’s a tiger long ago

i’m a hunter

 

long ago 

is now 

under the skin

 

eyes

close

the room is still

 

>>>PS. It’s nice to change form. Every once in a while. Make the mind work left handed. Pull apart the sentences and look inside. It’s difficult. Deviating from the norm. Show’s how attached we are to our routine and habits. I like my old sentences, but nothing ventured, nothing gained. Art is a good way to practice, I think. Outlining our alternate selves. The me we’d like to be. Here in the palm of Georgia, rain is in the forecast today. Started sprinkling on the morning walk with the dog. Now he’s curled up behind me on a chair that’s meant for one. Speaking of, if you want a kitchen table and chairs and you live in Milledgeville, just holler. Kate and I and Ellie and Tacoma and Kat are moving soon. 

 

>>>PPS. Have you been digging The Alt Dad Diary for a while? That’s so dope! Spread the word. Next time you talk to someone near and dear, tell them about this cool project this kid on the internet is working on. Tell em it’s an online diary and tell em they can check it out every day. Rain or shine. Uninspired or manic. It’s the closest thing to the unstated truth that I’m aware of. It’s my hope that this diary-form truth telling is healing or refreshing or both. If you’d like to keep the Diary rolling, support me on Patreon. Head to patreon.com/altdaddiary to become a monthly supporter. Even one dollar a month is massive massive massive in the aggregate. Cheers and look both ways. See you tomorrow. 

 

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