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My nephew, Quinn, showing his Scarborough roots with the low...

Sat, 18 May 2013 18:05:39 -0400

My nephew, Quinn, showing his Scarborough roots with the low pants diaper showing look.

Photo

Sun, 21 Apr 2013 17:29:16 -0400

A somehow restful space amid the hustle of #GLS13. Here with...

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 18:21:24 -0400

A somehow restful space amid the hustle of #GLS13. Here with @mgc_cafe.

A rare treat: Vegetarian liver from United Bakers.

Wed, 10 Apr 2013 18:52:49 -0400

A rare treat: Vegetarian liver from United Bakers.

Happy Easter c/o Quinn Emerson

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 14:39:04 -0400

Happy Easter c/o Quinn Emerson

Stocked

Sat, 16 Mar 2013 19:33:21 -0400

Stocked

2 Haiku

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 16:06:00 -0400

cricket vibrato
it’s only a paper moon
in endless vacuum

it’s only mystery
little flowers by the snow
when we don’t look

"Cass comes over around three thirty this morning. I am in bed but not asleep, the light is still on..."

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 15:54:00 -0400

“Cass comes over around three thirty this morning. I am in bed but not asleep, the light is still on and the radio. My phone beeps and the text is “Here” and I get up to put my nightgown on and slippers, and I see her walking up the front path to the door.
There isn’t any verbal exchange when we greet, mostly a grunt and a flight of stairs up to my little apartment. Once we’re inside we begin to unravel and blossom a bit for each other, like some flowers do in the moonlight.
She’s very different from me, noticeably younger, carefree or less, but with a warm kindness that sneaks through the otherwise tough exoskin. In bed, I wrap an arm around her and hold her. Our hands meet and entangle and she pulls closer to fit neatly into the shapes my fetal pose creates. I cover her cold feet with my less cold feet and arrange the comforter to trap more heat over us. The window is open to clear out the smoke we made earlier.
She starts to shake all over, and I imagine she’s too cold still. I hold her closer, but it persists and becomes uncontrollable. She gets up and goes to the bathroom. She says it’s only like this when the cocaine is bad. I don’t know what to think, so I think nothing. She comes back to bed and we lie there, and I listen to her jaw chattering and chattering in the dark streetlight tones of early morning.
When the tremors finally cease she rolls over on top of me and we make lyrical movements of physical fantasy dances: the body’s saviour.
She says she can disappear if I want her to. But all wanting is for the moment satisfied.”

- Tristan J

The art is hung at the little cabin. The fence is finally cut.

Sat, 09 Mar 2013 22:19:18 -0500

The art is hung at the little cabin. The fence is finally cut.

Josie the muse. It’s just cat pictures now 😸

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 23:18:28 -0500

Josie the muse. It’s just cat pictures now 😸

Aww Josie.

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 23:15:49 -0500

Aww Josie.

Josie in the sink

Sun, 03 Mar 2013 13:26:32 -0500

Josie in the sink

Brian McEwan

Fri, 01 Mar 2013 21:57:38 -0500

Brian McEwan

Cheers!

Fri, 22 Feb 2013 18:37:27 -0500

Cheers!

Inner witch ball.

Thu, 21 Feb 2013 17:22:16 -0500

Inner witch ball.

Stills from the #battlefield.

Wed, 20 Feb 2013 21:16:22 -0500

Stills from the #battlefield.

Maroon 5 Ts at the ACC. In hope of an affluent crowd.

Tue, 19 Feb 2013 18:09:03 -0500

Maroon 5 Ts at the ACC. In hope of an affluent crowd.

Morning @mgc_cafe

Tue, 13 Nov 2012 09:28:04 -0500

Morning @mgc_cafe

Cappuccino in a coconut husk @mgc_cafe

Fri, 02 Nov 2012 15:11:00 -0400

Cappuccino in a coconut husk @mgc_cafe

Temporary office, temporary view (Taken with Instagram)

Sat, 29 Sep 2012 17:29:51 -0400

Temporary office, temporary view (Taken with Instagram)