caveat

i recall greg ryan, john mascaro, john kennedy... all telling me explicitly, once it's on the page for someone else to read, it's no longer yours.  it's a sentiment i know is true, but still has always been difficult for me to come to terms with.  i still have copies of random zines and lit mags that i've written pieces in, and if i read them now (years later) i still have the voracious urge to edit myself. 

the past few days i've been spending a little time going back through my notebooks.  wondering what, if anything, i could bare to clothespin onto the web.  for anyone to criticize and interpret. 

anyway.  this is a strong caveat to anyone who reads prosepieces posted on this blog.  these are pieces that have been collected from 2003-2010.  i cannot and will not disclose when, during this 7 year time line, individual pieces were written.  so don't ask.  except for emily.  she can do whatever she wants.