- 1st
- 10:44 am Entry No. 5,402 - 2 comments
- 2nd
- 11:59 am "Searching for her eyes in a never-ending sky." - 2 comments
- 3rd
- 10:46 am Now We Are Sixteen - 9 comments
- 4th
- 10:06 am Howard Hughes and the Perfect Sauce - 2 comments
- 6th
- 11:20 am Entry No. 5,407 - 1 comment
- 7th
- 10:46 am An Ennui of Possessions - 2 comments
- 8th
- 11:34 am The Next Thing - 3 comments
- 9th
- 12:09 pm Howard Hughes and the Calendar of Lost Days - 1 comment
- 10th
- 10:49 am Days When Subject Lines Elude Me - 1 comment
- 11th
- 11:17 am "It's a hollow play, but they'll clap anyway." - 2 comments
- 12th
- 12:04 pm Pig Bicycle Parking - 1 comment
- 13th
- 11:32 am Howard Hughes and the Canyon of Cardboard - 2 comments
- 14th
- 11:23 am Going Someone Else
- 15th
- 11:13 am The Great Sandy Pig - 1 comment
- 16th
- 10:30 am "Blind without her source of light..." - 3 comments
- 17th
- 10:47 am Entry No. 5,419 - 2 comments
- 18th
- 11:56 am "A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone." - 1 comment
- 19th
- 11:54 am "And she chose a yard to burn, but the ground remembers her." - 3 comments
- 20th
- 12:43 pm "Gone all star white." - 3 comments
- 21st
- 11:49 am Was and Is - 3 comments
- 22nd
- 11:23 am "...like a tree full of bees." - 3 comments
- 23rd
- 11:12 am "‘Cause I don’t know where, I don’t know when." - 1 comment
- 24th
- 10:36 am Memories of Green - 3 comments
- 25th
- 11:33 am Lydia in the Bug Room - 3 comments
- 26th
- 11:35 am "There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass." - 3 comments
- 27th
- 10:21 am "...far away from the memories..." - 2 comments
- 28th
- 11:34 am Entry No. 5,430 - 2 comments
- 29th
- 11:06 am "Staring straight into the pure black void." - 1 comment
- 30th
- 12:10 pm "There is no other place, no one else I face." - 1 comment
- 31st
- 10:34 am "If only I could see you turn myself to me..." - 3 comments