Watchful

Posted at 11:11 am | Comments (1)
A few days ago I parked next to a car that had a yellow post-it note taped to the dashboard. It read:
LOCKY
MALOCKY
BUCKLE
Words are hard right now. As soon as I set them down, they start sliding and twisting, refusing to be pinned to any one meaning. They demand that they be groundless, floating. I don’t have the skill to shape them into something as clear and unambiguous as a picture.
I’m in Houston for some time, doing what needs to be done.