April 2005

April 2005: Most are mad, mad, mad and never quite
know it ~~ but, does that make the least
bit of difference?

April 2005: Yemaya, the Haitian goddess of the sea and guardian of our safety in house of stress and danger. She appeared in the harbor, crowds of people saw her, as Duvalier was taking over the government

April 2005: ALOT GOES A LONG WAY.
SO HERE WE ARE.

Don’t break in, there’s nothing of value
inhere, just go away.

April 2005: Yemaya, the Haitian goddess of the sea and guardian of our safety in house of stress and danger. She appeared in the harbor, crowds of people saw her, as Duvalier was taking over the government

April 2005: 905 – Put a whip in one hand and she could be the animal
‘trainer, though not with one eye gone. The alphabet
says she teaches, or pethaps offers more exotic
instruction to players.

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: Moi, aka “Me.” Not a very good likeness, but who else?
Vil take the rap. | was the only model around.

April 2005: El Joven, young man in any language, surrounded by letters
of someone’s alphabet, the first step toward growing up.

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.

April 2005: Just for fun, she says. At least looks like she’s happy.