POINTS ON A MAP:
Playa-del-rey, a two room apartment set back from the road,
short lease, no garden, tarmac out front, only terrestrial
channels on the TV. A four track tape recorder, a microphone,
a guitar, a drum machine, a bunch of effects pedals.
A bed, a sofa, a kitchenette.
The convenience store next door smells of cinnamon & stewed
coffee, the owner says “hi!” every morning like he knows me.
(K)

The Shack. Only the best greasy burgers and fries served, and a view of the ocean.