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Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits. Newer posts →. February 8, 2011 · 3:36 pm. You rode a bubble up your dream and into bed. The words came out like stray vowels as your legs twitched. Let’s walk on sweat together like twin Jesus figurines and find a neon place that plays only Mingus. Let’s discover the flavor of the moon. I need you to bend me backwards, fold me up, stuff me into a French press, and squeeze some inspiration from me. Before you drink me let me have a sip. Filed under published work. Above the...
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Detroit’s Forever Mayor | Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits
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Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits. One More Place To Be. Her Head Sounserals Away →. May 31, 2011 · 11:21 pm. Detroit’s Forever Mayor. This is the ass of America. The little dark man says to me. Sweeping his hand across the skyline. As if trying to dissipate the city like smoke. The gutter behind us quietly sucks down. Last night’s rain, almost loud enough. To drown out the whirring of industry. Surrounding us on all sides. Like millions of beetles marching across wax paper. This is my domain, my dream.
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February | 2011 | Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits
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Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits. Monthly Archives: February 2011. February 8, 2011 · 3:36 pm. You rode a bubble up your dream and into bed. The words came out like stray vowels as your legs twitched. Let’s walk on sweat together like twin Jesus figurines and find a neon place that plays only Mingus. Let’s discover the flavor of the moon. I need you to bend me backwards, fold me up, stuff me into a French press, and squeeze some inspiration from me. Before you drink me let me have a sip. One More Place To Be.
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Idle Blog | Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits
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Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits. Her Head Sounserals Away. Are the dream pieces at fictionaut. I haven’t updated this blog with new published material in over half a year. I’ve still been productive, but mostly with Flash pieces about my dreams. I’m giving this blog a rest because along with writing these pieces I am busy editing Clutching at Straws. Check out the Fictionaut project if you are interested in my new stuff. ASSuming, of course, that anybody is. March 8, 2012. Middot; 11:03 am.
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Fringe Magazine: September 2008
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008. Binge Reading (the joy of). For me, reading fiction demands total immersion. Those novels dubbed ‘absorbing’? They are concentrated joy to me. On those rare and wonderful occasions whereupon such a book falls into my quivering hands I am held captive until the end. Yup, I am indeed a dirty binge reading fiend. Last night sleep won: exhausted, I had to put my latest bundle of book joy. Tell me yours. I need more, more, more. Posted by Sam Peczek. Monday, September 29, 2008.
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Daniel Dominowski - Published Work
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Poetry - Regarding Those Friends, Whom I Abandoned. The Doctor TJ Eckleburg Review, Issue 17. Poetry - He did not tie his shoes. 322 Review, Fall 2011. Flash Fiction - Dead/Alive Cats. The Avatar Review, Summer 2010. Creative Non-Fiction - A Post-Nihilist's View of Jumping the Shark. The Denver Syntax Issue 14. Creative Non-Fiction - Esteban Canal's Immortal Game as Applied to God. The Dream People Issue 30. Origami Condom Poetry E-zine Issue 7. NOTE: website went off-line sometime in 2011).
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Out. Loud. Live!: Forgiven
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Out Loud. Live! Prose fiction and etc. from an up-and-coming black author. Adarro Minton is a fascinating writer of great power and will; his stories move the soul and warm the mind. Minton's voice resonates with a tough and still tender realism. He gives spirit and flesh to the disenfranchised. Saturday, June 13, 2009. He bathes for me. On the tops of mountains. Under full moon sky fire. He pulls off clothes for me. He raises legs and points and curls, and points and curls, and points and curls his toes,.
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FAGGOT | Newamba's Blog
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Weirdness from a dumpster in Florida. June 23, 2010. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Poetry to smoke crack to. To Hell and Back.
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March | 2011 | Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits
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Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits. Monthly Archives: March 2011. March 30, 2011 · 6:59 pm. He liked to imagine that his skin. Was made of glass and never to be touched. He left his subterranean apartment. Only for cigarettes and microwavable meals. He read and re-read a dogeared copy of Catch-22. Until all of the pages fell out,. And from those yellowed pages he glued together. A magnificent and confusing mural. On the bathroom wall across from the toilet. Every time he had a difficult bowel movement. The Gu...