I haven’t updated the site in a little while due to certain things. I’ve nixed writing poetry for the most part- don’t act so disappointed. Mostly doing essays and fiction for now, expository stuff y’know. I’m working on something big for my contract with school, and the bad news none of that stuff is going [...]
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Posted in Poetry on January 15, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
sometimes days come without an ending
you don’t sleep where you awoke
sometimes there’s a someday or a maybe
that comes to a life in the basement of your home
when they said this was the new year
did they mean time wouldn’t be indifferent anymore?
there ain’t no difference between what’s said on sunday morning
and what we hear on saturday [...]
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Posted in Poetry on January 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
crooked reminders of salted things,
occasions, parties, good songs, long drives
hands held as eyes meet the (our) horizon
toes curled on lousy living room carpets,
stinking belligerent thoughts,
wafts in the darkness,
war on headlines, brushed into the corner,
arrows pointing down, bent and battered in our recycling bin
the air breathes, and memorizes, itself,
words write themselves on crooked bent wrists,
coming alive, [...]
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Posted in Lists, tagged 24, Barack Obama, Death, eli manning, jake delhommes birthday, lots of stuff, man vs wild, nfl, nolan meininger, Olympia, seattle, sucks, tags suck, tequila, tom waits, tv on January 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
the giants suck. eli manning sucks. jake delhomme really sucks, especially on his birthday. the cardinals are alright. i don’t really give a shit about anything in pennsylvania. 24 was alright, getting kind of shark jumping area. miss the sonics. dwayne wade doesn’t suck. facebook definitely sucks. books are good. graham greene is very good. [...]
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Posted in Fiction, tagged Art, Barack Obama, Christine Gregoire, Comedy, Fiction, God, Institutions, Ladders, Short Stories, Short Story on January 9, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I asked our supervisor if Jake and I could climb onto the roof of a building and fix a vent that got damaged during the storm. Our supervisor asked us why. I mentioned that it was on the list. Our supervisor asked where it was. I gave him a letter of the alphabet. Our supervisor [...]
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Posted in Poetry, tagged Air, Art, Bainbridge Island, Barack Obama, Berryman, Breath, Cigarettes, Hearing, Heaven, Love, Music, Olympia, Poetry, The Other, Voices, Water on January 1, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I.
A voice announced itself.
It moved through wood and words, and met my ears
I walked calm through the forest, where wet palms met.
A pink guide found the shore ahead.
Centuries collided, as stars from yellow explosions,
With the vast black solemn space as the backdrop
Hung on wire and thread.
The clouds paced.
Islands evaporated.
Memories lost weight.
And I saw myself running,
In [...]
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