Dave O’Leary — The Monarch Review
The Music Book (Chapter 2) – Dave O’Leary
Wednesday, October 15, 2014 11:47 — 0 Comments
“I didn’t know you were writing tonight.†“I am.†“Cool, but the Young Evils hardly need another review right now.†She laughs a little, pours me a Manny’s. It’s Jessie, the owner of the Skylark Café in West Seattle. I settle in at the end of the bar, my usual seat in what has become my preferred pub when out alone because of its proximity to my apartment, but also for the Sunday brunch, the mix of live bands, the local artists on the walls. The staff knows me, and I like the benefits of being a regular. I don’t […]
Condoms On Christmas – Dave O’Leary
Tuesday, May 15, 2012 12:40 — 0 Comments
I woke up Christmas morning alone. It’s the way I wake up every morning, of course, but not my preferred way to do such. I can handle the quiet solitude of late nights playing with the word over a few drinks, of pacing back and forth in my apartment as I fish for the right phrase, sipping and turning and sipping and turning and then running to the laptop when inspiration comes. I’ve dropped beers doing such. I’ve fallen down, banged my knee on the corner of the futon, cursed at the top of my lungs, “Son of a bitch!” […]
The answer isn't poetry, but rather language
- Richard Kenney
