Harnett-Hargrove / Saffo, Harnett-Hargrove, Harnett, Hargrove

My muse leaned against the brick wall, struck a match on his heal + had a smoke. 

He was in no hurry.

He said, You are not a writer unless you write very day.

i replied, since he is very well educated + thoughtful in his criticism, in the only way he would understand;

i said, fuc you.

He loves that talk.