A stillness settles around me in the wake of the heartache that follows the end of a temporary affair. It isn't the end of days, but I don't know if its better when you know everything you did wrong. Then again, I suppose I might be addicted to the thrill of self sabotage or maybe … Continue reading synchronicity
Tag: jazz
miles davis
A singular trumpet plays with a piano echo and a stand up bass moving forward. I'm in your apartment in a hazy cloud left over from the night staring out the window. It's winter in the city, the snow is falling on the Detroit River and the trumpet plays on. I can still remember the … Continue reading miles davis
Semi-Daily Thoughts 