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Biodiversity, or, The Last Supper
On the eve of the last day, they held their glasses high to the sun and all poured a drop of liquid to the red earth. Tears puddled around noses and toes while the last hypercolor sunset slipped into the Pacific, slipped behind the land, into the water, into the dark side of space. Tonight […]
Dreaming of Snakes
October 15, 2011
Last night I worked as a snake handler. I used a broadsword to prod and lift a viper up into the air to show to paying customers the girth and color of its body. The snake and I worked in unison, if I thought something, it would respond. If it felt discomfort or lack of […]
Slowly, slowly footfall
October 4, 2011
It was a comedic sight. Harold walked with his backpack half open, sleeping bag rigged with rope and spare straps dangling against the backs of his knees, wearing black jeans, a black sweatshirt in the eighty degree day. Malcolm’s bag of Oreo’s protruded over the top of his back zipper, the baggy of sunscreen, hand […]
Live, Poetry, Live
October 2, 2011
As a twenty nine year old writer who is interested in participating in the world, the cultures about which I care, I have re-engaged with some old habits and am seeking out new ones. For example, I found a pick up soccer league, which is an old habit. I recently committed to trying vegetarianism because […]
I Read Banned Books
October 2, 2011
At the Brooklyn Book Festival, reading for the National Coalition Against Censorship. You do realize that school districts and libraries still BAN books in a democracy, don’t you?
Salutations
October 1, 2011
A Few Live Seasons
October 1, 2011
Today, October 1, 2011. A new challenge put forth. As a meager and slightly shy writer, I’ve told no one except for myself, so if I fail, I am only failing myself – if I am consistent, I will sound my barbaric YAWP. My challenge is simple enough, and one that I am feeling is needed […]
A Snowy Driveway, A Dusty Mind
October 1, 2011
Fall fell, all wrapped in chill. I felt fall fall. These tasks that we are seeking to engage in are many, they are few, they often overlap, or walk along opposite sides of the river. As a boy in Chesterland, Ohio, I had the pleasure of a couple of wintertime tasks that I long […]
The Word is Good to Us, So We Thank the Word
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October 23, 2011
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