Mar 17
CHET BAKER’S EMBOUCHURE No longer able to hit notes without a set of natural teeth— but he kept at it, didn’t let it silence the golden sound within him, and, in spite of his demons, he learned how to play again. Music elevated him above a self-imposed gutter, who left wrinkled valleys across his dented …
Mar 05
Poem for Robert Kennedy, Jr. When I am (finally) declared King of the World, I will send all billionaires to health farms for their “personal failures” where they will work for zero wages until they learn the true meaning of human empathy and what it’s like to have real problems outside of an ambition that …
