April 2005: Going ashore on Red Beach, Saipan, there was
‘this samurai sword with a bullet hole, a perfect
emblem of their stupidity and that non-pacific
Pacific war.
April 2005: She waited tables where we unched most days. Her son had just
fenisted in the Marines and she was scared. Id het 2 T-shirt of
these tens, Keeping this practice sketch fr my fle.
January 2004: Every coast has a secret place: Here the sand is paler than moonlight, clean as A Scourge,
empty as heaven, and sings to you as you walk. Don’t tell… Please.