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Cass J. Hodges | Poem-ing | Page 2
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. Newer posts →. A little lost, A little list. June 25, 2012. By Cass J. Hodges. I mean, I have been doing, but you know. You know? Of course, there are literally a million things I could be doing but I have like motivation fatigue or something. It is true that I do best at one end of two extremes. Either laying completely motionless with a cocktail on a beach somewhere or so damn busy I can’t see straight. Anything in between is difficult town. Things I should be doing:.
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#2 | Cass J. Hodges
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. April 3, 2013. By Cass J. Hodges. Never out of breath we. Gasped into the night sky for the fun of it. For. Every promise we kissed into. Each tore up road sign. Every. In God we -suddenly- trust near miss. That lanky turn of highway. Your feet on the dashboard,. Car doors full of empty soda pop cans. Like we ran out of gas, laughing like. We’d never seen this rest-stop. Before, like we’d always find a way to. My two-fingered whiskey grip on your hips,. Every mile we’d yet.
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30 letters: Number 4 | Cass J. Hodges
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. 30 Letters: More from last November →. 30 letters: Number 4. July 16, 2013. By Cass J. Hodges. Last night we talked forever and it felt like a revelation. Some of our discussion was about creating, about art, about making things together. My sweetheart and I are going to launch a small project together, and it reminds me of a similar time/collaboration we worked on last November – creating things together is something I cherish. Esoteric revelations for the win, I suppose.
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Bridge City Blues | Cass J. Hodges
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. A little lost, A little list. 4-1-13 #1 →. March 29, 2013. By Cass J. Hodges. The last six months have a been a whirlwind of changes for me, and as I write this I find myself at a new job, living in a new city – with nearly endless opportunity stretched out before me. I’m enjoying the struggle to find my place, am comforted by the anchor in my beautiful and supportive partner and friends here in the city of bridges. A little lost, A little list. 4-1-13 #1 →. Joe My. God.
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Three hundred and sixty five days. | Cass J. Hodges
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. Three hundred and sixty five days. January 5, 2015. By Cass J. Hodges. Plans for the year are cementing themselves, though maybe more like femo? Not as solid, malleable and full of all kinds of good intention. I’m starting a few new creative projects and one is Project 365. Im excited to see photos I take in full-size instead of only on the tiny screen of my phone for once. Or on instagram @cowboycass. But a few, here and there would be more than I wrote in 2014. Confessio...
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Four Miles of Sky (You and I) Flying | Cass J. Hodges
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. 30 Letters: More from last November. Our House →. Four Miles of Sky (You and I) Flying. July 31, 2013. By Cass J. Hodges. Joni Mitchell singing ’bout blue and thats all you could see really. Blue. I was driving so I didn’t look down but. I imagined the road, the big concrete feet holding us up. All of it made down river somewhere called tongue point. Everything all caught up in my chest and Joni crooning, helping me to make something. Deep green and steady rush below,.
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Our House | Cass J. Hodges
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. Four Miles of Sky (You and I) Flying. Three hundred and sixty five days. →. March 4, 2014. By Cass J. Hodges. Four Miles of Sky (You and I) Flying. Three hundred and sixty five days. →. 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. A Chair Full of Flowers.
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30 Letters: More from last November | Cass J. Hodges
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. 30 letters: Number 4. Four Miles of Sky (You and I) Flying →. 30 Letters: More from last November. July 19, 2013. By Cass J. Hodges. More from the vault. Two letters. Two different days. From the same room. We are still so good. Notes in the morning, notes in our sleep. All the ways to say we are full of joy. Its still so good to love and be loved. Every moment. I just called you a creeper and you just said, “takes one to know one.”. Hey, let’s go grocery shopping an...
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#3 | Cass J. Hodges
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. April 9, 2013. By Cass J. Hodges. Since moving here I’m nothing but honeyed with promise. Shut. Away from my failings like a thicket of blackberry blush. Your. Cheeks on my chest, your sweet sweaty hope on my tongue. I can. Smell you, hair stuck to forehead and pumping each gear of. Those hundred mile legs. Just a few whispers north of my. Stumble, shake, and steady. Since moving here I am anything but movies alone, more like. You’ve offered me trowel, said,. Join 26 other...
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#4 | Cass J. Hodges
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Cass J. Hodges. Cass J. Hodges. 30 letters: Number 4 →. April 10, 2013. By Cass J. Hodges. Your family was my family and my arms were your arms and I don’t know when you’re working anymore, so am not sure when to call. Which is a shitty way to say I can’t remember the way your car smells anymore, am always cooking and never bringing the wine, have lost track of which Murder She Wrote episodes I’ve already seen. Your heart was my heart was your heart. 30 letters: Number 4 →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
