02-05-09

Isabella Street: An Introduction

I have been digging through my stacks of brown leather journals for fodder for a potential chapbook or two and decided to transcribe them digitally and share with you. The first one I gabbed, but certainly not the first in the series is one with the words “Isabella Street” which I think is the avenue behind the Alcoa Building in Pittsburgh. It also has a few notes including: “December 18th: Bing Food, Last Day,” “Moms Birthday”, “Paul: December 3″ (his birthday) and the card numbers to an old Visa of mine expiring in 08/06. This makes me think it was from around late fall and winter of 2003/2004. Also scribbled: a friend of mine’s address and the AIM screen name of another.

It starts with a quote:

“The world does everything wrong on purpose–then why ever give it further considerations” Kerouac, Some of the Dharma)

Some of it might offend, if so I apologize for exposing you to it, but not for writing it. Some of it might be written about you, if so I hope you bring away something more than you went in with. Anytime I refer to the “voices” I mean the muse and ideas that bombarded me during that time and not the kind of voices schizophrenics have tea with.

Most of it revolves around the trolley, the city and many, many wonderful people of whom I am still very, very, very much in love with today.