Saturday, June 04, 2005

on the bike ride

Lilac, burnt rubber, manure. A motorcycle pulling something in its wake: a casket. Neither rider seems to be in mourning.

2 comments:

Sarah said...

I was thinking less, definitely less, it's so nice to be reading your thoughts and knowing you're reading mine... but then, just now, I got hit with more, definitely more, really a lot.

I just found out that after China I am going to Squaw Valley, in part to study with Blackberry, Blackberry, Blackberry! How is the Indiana writing conference, and when are you leaving for Massachusetts?

Megan Savage said...

Congratulations about Squaw Valley. I know someone here going too. I'll have to tell you that story. I'm leaving soon, eek! Let's talk.