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Randall Ahren: The Perks of Disability:
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Sunday, December 28, 2014. The Perks of Disability:. The nice thing about being deafblind is that nobody really expects much from you in terms of earning power or achievement. So, you might as well do what you like doing. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dostoevsky the Russian Bukowski. Theres a great opening line in the novel One Hundred Years of Solitude that goes “Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colon. Butterfly: No. But I thin. Bukowski v. Koyczan. Well you should, because I do.
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Randall Ahren: I Do:
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Thursday, February 20, 2014. Do you ever wonder if I'm writing especially for you? Well you should, because I do. March 2, 2014 at 1:00 AM. This comment has been removed by the author. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dostoevsky the Russian Bukowski. Theres a great opening line in the novel One Hundred Years of Solitude that goes “Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colon. Butterfly: I can see it. I can see it all. I can see everything there is in this world. Boy: Are you god? One that fol...
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Randall Ahren: Dostoevsky the Russian Bukowski
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Thursday, February 28, 2013. Dostoevsky the Russian Bukowski. There's a great opening line in the novel One Hundred Years of Solitude. That goes “Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.”. You can add Bukowski to the list of writers that he influenced. Bukowski wrote a poem. Some people have gods and others have writers. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dostoevsky the Russian Bukowski.
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Randall Ahren: A Great Mess:
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Friday, January 9, 2015. You've been hanging around here trying to make yourself invisible behind this fragile fucked up routine of yours, but you can't. You're anything but invisible, you're big. You're kind of a great mess. It's like a candle burning on both ends, but it's beautiful. No amount of booze or weed or attitude is going to hide that. January 9, 2015 at 11:48 PM. I like how it is called Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance). January 10, 2015 at 10:47 PM. January 10, 2015 at 11:25 PM.
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Randall Ahren: Born on Christmas:
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Friday, December 26, 2014. Mass-murderers are simply people who have had ENOUGH. The Naked Civil Servant. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dostoevsky the Russian Bukowski. Theres a great opening line in the novel One Hundred Years of Solitude that goes “Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colon. Butterfly: I can see it. I can see it all. I can see everything there is in this world. Boy: Are you god? Butterfly: No. But I thin. Bukowski v. Koyczan. Well you should, because I do. Dreams of En...
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Randall Ahren: Dead Christmas Trees:
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Friday, December 26, 2014. My beerdrunk soul is sadder than all the dead Christmas trees of the world. Not that I'm any sadder than usual. I just like the metaphor. Dead Christmas trees are really sad. All the huge buildup to the holidays, the anticipation, the waiting, and then the days after? Dead trees lying along the streets, waiting for the next garbage pickup. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dostoevsky the Russian Bukowski. Butterfly: No. But I thin. Bukowski v. Koyczan. I got a Linden Home yes...
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Randall Ahren: The Innkeeper:
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Wednesday, December 24, 2014. Do you know what it is like to run an inn - to run a business, a family, to run anything in this world for me that matter, even your own life? It is like being lost in a forest of a million trees, and each tree is a thing to be done. Is there fresh linen on the all the beds. Did the children put on their coats before they went out? Has the letter been written, the book read? Is there money left in the bank? A million trees. A million things. Frederick Buechner, The Birth.
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Randall Ahren: Bukowski v. Koyczan
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Wednesday, April 10, 2013. Bukowski v. Koyczan. Koyczan is the new Bukowksi of the 21st century. There must be something special about having a polish surname. Compare these two poems. My first love that left this world too soon, Bukowski. I am driving down Wilton Avenue. When this girl of about 15. Dressed up in tight blue jeans. That grip her behind like two hands. Steps out in front of my car. I stop to let her cross the street. And as I watch her contours waving. Out of her mouth. I have ever seen.
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Randall Ahren: September 2014
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Tuesday, September 30, 2014. The Sorrow to Come:. Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies. Are not starving someplace, they are starving. Somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils. But we enjoy our lives because that's what God wants. Otherwise the mornings before summer dawn would not. Be made so fine. the waterfront. Is three shuttered cafés and one naked light burning. To hear the faint sound of oars in the silence as a rowboat comes. Sorrow that are to come. Monday, September 29, 2014.
