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February | 2012 | writes.me
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February 4, 2012. First grownup short story I ever wrote, some time in spring ’08. It was written partly as loveletter to Curtis Roads for. Point, Line, Cloud,. To Peter Christopherson for. Form Grows Rampant,. To Ivan Pavlov for. And to Philip Glass for. I thought it’d be fun to write a story that was secretly about music. I was shocked tonight to find that I enjoyed reading it. Read the rest of this entry ». Click here to be informed of updates by email. I don’t sleep very much. Once upon a wing.
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Larr; in saecula saeculorum. A julliard gabrielli and the elixir of vanity. March 20, 2012. And that’s where a unique feature of American politics comes into play. A unique feature. You know, like a giant melanoma on the tip of the nose. Our political narrative is that we. America’s sin is cowardice. We love football and action movies and military adventurism but we’re terrified of real fights. We’ll hang out with bullies and laugh and say “good one! The secret of American politics, what makes all of it ...
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A julliard gabrielli and the elixir of vanity. March 7, 2012. He said: Money is useless. I said: I’ve come about chewing gum. He said: I know why you’ve come. Sit down. I sat We watched the robots dance. In keeping with the Oedipal basis of meaning, did you seduce your mother? Ah, I said. You mentioned a ‘moment to strike.’ Was that the opening of this facility? To dutifully best your father and reveal the underlying futility of the human condition, I said. Simulated eating. Sometimes done to freshen...
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January 21, 2013. Not in all my days of night, I never saw the like. Not in whiskeymuddy rundowns. Of misspent youth, not. Stoopside shucking cans and chucking. Smashbottles at unwanted dawn, no,. Not even in the nihilist’s navel. It was not there. Never in the howling hollows. Sonic ricochets, subterranean. Madspace where the maenads. Faun, where the satyrs stomp,. Where the insiders come out and the outsiders come in. And there’s no use for a euphemism or a double entendre. For want of contrast. Jr Wiz...
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April 30, 2012. This was a letter I wrote to my mother well over a year ago. I post it to commemorate my thirtieth birthday, and to honor Dixon’s departure from here. How many perfect days can you have in a row? Anyway, so most perfect days are hard to describe because of all their subtle nuance, but this one has easy stories in it. Though, in all honesty, her lips are, in fact, redder than coral; snow would be what’s dun if she lay on it; and while her eyes aren’t much like the sun, theyR...After wor...
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January 21, 2013. Not in all my days of night, I never saw the like. Not in whiskeymuddy rundowns. Of misspent youth, not. Stoopside shucking cans and chucking. Smashbottles at unwanted dawn, no,. Not even in the nihilist’s navel. It was not there. Never in the howling hollows. Sonic ricochets, subterranean. Madspace where the maenads. Faun, where the satyrs stomp,. Where the insiders come out and the outsiders come in. And there’s no use for a euphemism or a double entendre. For want of contrast. Sorry,...
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January 21, 2013. Not in all my days of night, I never saw the like. Not in whiskeymuddy rundowns. Of misspent youth, not. Stoopside shucking cans and chucking. Smashbottles at unwanted dawn, no,. Not even in the nihilist’s navel. It was not there. Never in the howling hollows. Sonic ricochets, subterranean. Madspace where the maenads. Faun, where the satyrs stomp,. Where the insiders come out and the outsiders come in. And there’s no use for a euphemism or a double entendre. For want of contrast.
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February 4, 2012. First grownup short story I ever wrote, some time in spring ’08. It was written partly as loveletter to Curtis Roads for. Point, Line, Cloud,. To Peter Christopherson for. Form Grows Rampant,. To Ivan Pavlov for. And to Philip Glass for. I thought it’d be fun to write a story that was secretly about music. I was shocked tonight to find that I enjoyed reading it. Read the rest of this entry ». Module 515: a great victory. January 17, 2012. Dark Fantasy in the Middle Kingdom! If I donR...
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Larr; what we do. April 30, 2012. This was a letter I wrote to my mother well over a year ago. I post it to commemorate my thirtieth birthday, and to honor Dixon’s departure from here. How many perfect days can you have in a row? Anyway, so most perfect days are hard to describe because of all their subtle nuance, but this one has easy stories in it. Though, in all honesty, her lips are, in fact, redder than coral; snow would be what’s dun if she lay on it; and while her eyes aren’t much like...After wor...
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Once Upon A Wild. Just two suburban kids on the hunt for adventure. Copperas Pond: Camping, Backpacking, and the Difference a Year Makes. February 16, 2016. February 19, 2016. Huge tent, and a really heavy cooler filled with water and beer. Not fun to carry. the boys had to make two trips up to camp, in the dark.and it was raining. Our tent and our cooking area. covered with a tarp. It rained the entire weekend. Thankfully, with the massive amounts of stuff we brought, we came prepared. Ramen Noodles, Li...
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Friday, April 15, 2011. Notes on 'Never Ending War'. Why does there always need to be war? Is it that we are so close-minded that we have and will always fail to see more than just our own side as the only option? What would the world be like without the stubborn attitudes of those who just won't cooperate? Especially with the Civil War, we think now, with our modern, liberal and very politically correct minds that slavery was horrible and inhumane and I. But let me be frank: death will always be evil...
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Once Upon A Wine. Once Upon A Wine - The story of my wine experiences and adventures. All photos are my original pics. Tag: @onceuponawine or #onceuponawine Email onceuponawine@hotmail.com http:/ onceuponawine.blogspot.com. Sunday, 26 July 2015. Once Upon A Wine experiences Coombe Farm wines from the Yarra Valley. Recently Once Upon A Wine received two newly released wines from Coombe Farm estate in the Yarra Valley. Who are Coombe Farm? Wines Once Upon A Wine tried. Autumn 2015 bought the release of 2 e...
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Us Poetica | Breathe-in experience, Breathe-out poetry – Muriel Rukeyser
Breathe-in experience, Breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser. U A Fanthorpe (1929 2009). W H Auden (1907 1973). William Carlos Williams (1883-1963). December 22, 2010. To The Stone-Cutters by Robinson Jeffers. Stone-cutters fighting time with marble, you fore-defeated. Eat cynical earnings, knowing rock splits, records fall down,. The square-limbed Roman letters. Scale in the thaws, wear in the rain. The poet as well. Builds his monument mockingly:. Die blind, his heart blackening:. December 22, 2010. Corke...
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January 17, 2010 at 4:00 am ( Uncategorized. Well, I’m home now! Or, at least in my American home. I kinda feel like I left home to come to America, so I guess I can call my host family’s house my home. :). My Japanese one anyway. Oh yeah, and this kinda ironic, but my luaggage isn’t here. It got left in…wait for it…Chicago. Again. O OKAY. REALLY NOW? Not too happy about that, but oh well. It’s not like last time where there would be a quick shortage of clothing. That wasn’t too fun. I did caligraphy tod...
