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...more artists, more murals, and a healthy dose of inspiration....
..light saturates and obscures these fluidly painted images...
...objects point to how we investigate both our technological and natural surroundings...
Look at this as a sign...
The lesson here is to not believe states exist until you’ve been there.
It’s like watching a slightly catty aquarium
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Shootout at Depression Gulch
The clock hesitates. The black blind draws down.
If you feel like you’re sinking, you are sinking.
When the furnace clicked on, I ran
to the vent like a mouse to the trap.
The gray sky so thick, so thick, so….
Remember when they used to care what you thought?
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Our helmsman steers us through the river gorge.
“It’s quiet,” he tells Terry and me as we chew
huckleberry taffy, our “welcome to Idaho” gift,
though I can’t say what state we’re in right now
or if we’re on the Snake or the Clearwater.
Both waterways once taxied timber to the mills.
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1.
Because they were religious, useless,
fragile and fearless.
2.
Because they circled the world,
and took the form of my summer dreams.
3.
Because whoever invented marbles
must have believed angels were round.
4.
Because the chipped ones were more beautiful.
5.
Because the distance of their journeys
was an exact equation of space and time.
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In straw, a fire-web of light,
drawn sinews of halt and stretch,
and I bury my wrists, move my
eyes in dry scratches
of toughened fiber smiles.
The dead hover in the hallows,
owls statuesque in hazy attention.
You are the child lit at dawn, sighing,
engulfed steadfast in your raised eyebrow
full of milk and heavy grains.
Excerpted from his forthcoming memoir, "Bad Kid"
...and soon thereafter become a movie star.
“It’s $800 all expenses paid.”
I let the phone clatter on the wooden step...
...time in Mortality...
“I guess we’ll see what this Brett kid is made of"
...rejecting the thick, rich insulation afforded by my parents’ luxury apartment.
...life beyond Anita
...the scorched land belongs to all of us.
Bad, bad Greece
...why are you asking me?
Splitting the rent three ways would help me...
He would declaim Artaud and Blake.
...the gigantic Author said, twitching...