Mark Phillips' Pages: Workbook: April 2021

Workbook: April, 2021

April 30, 2021: Disadvantages of First Class:
April 29, 2021: Father Serra contemplates holiness.
April 28, 2021: "How was that grabbin' a Mexican meal commin' into Cali?"
April 27, 2021: Diogenes, with his lantern.
April 26, 2021: Socrates, Plotinus, Spinoza, Hegel...
April 25, 2021: Cacophony of voices, all mine.
April 24, 2021: My childhood bookcases...
April 23, 2021: After I dropped her, she stalked my apartment.
April 22, 2021: A woman who harassed me did so on the advice of her teenage daughter.
April 21, 2021: "We have no leadership!"
April 20, 2021: He searches for loopholes.
April 19, 2021: The "Why are we doing this?" clique are very opposed to me.
April 18, 2021: He searches for loopholes.
April 17, 2021: The things he loved most were Journey, Genesis, female nipples, and red meat.
April 16, 2021: "The reason I hadn't washed my clothes or my hair was because it seemed so silly."
April 15, 2021: If I had earlier learned to talk...
April 14, 2021: Writing from loneliness.
April 13, 2021: It seems odd that I have no photos of the friends who were most important in my life.
April 12, 2021: We tried to learn to go barefoot.
April 11, 2021: She knocked on my door after two songs to ask if I liked it.
April 10, 2021: I don't think he grasps the seriousness.
April 9, 2021: Code boys.
April 8, 2021: Welcomed to town by Aladdin Bail Bonds...
April 7, 2021: Golden Gate Park became a constant in that period.
April 6, 2021: It's immediate, in these pictures.
April 5, 2021: She thinks we broke up because I wanted my ex.
April 4, 2021: The little mooch, smiling big in white t-shirt, surrounded by shadow.
April 3, 2021: Two of us, piano and guitar, Masonic Avenue out the opened window.
April 2, 2021: Her girlfriend, the moron with the improbable Welsh name, became part of the nightmare.
April 1, 2021: The little mooch, bedraggled in morning light, draped in blue.