this blog is beginning to read like an obituary column . once again i'm here to record the death of another person who touched my life. this time it was a personal friend who let go of the flesh and embraced the light. at least that's how i'd like to imagine his passing.
collier and i ate dumplings and played chess together and were opponents off the board as well, sometimes. he had many ,many secrets......very few he shared with me.
he brought me pastries and once, a tube of paint. it was metalic gold.