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Friday, May 10, 2013. A Race of Lonely Giants. Maybe I’m waiting for nothing. Maybe I’m unearthing instructions. To keep the sky from falling. Maybe I’m just supposed to sleep here. Maybe someone will wake me with a squirt gun. Maybe the highest good, is always a parting guest,. Just out of reach. Maybe the edge of the wind diverts logic,. Maybe limitations could be anything,. The best of days gone by, time punching a clock. Maybe you’ll let me put our stories in a box. Their papers are a pillow. He sits...

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The Second Hump Volume III : Hands

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Sunday, December 30, 2012. By Sarah E. Alderman. Sweetest slut-puppy in the whole litter. With green eyes that echo the ocean. Its depth and uncompromising loyalty. To anything that is named love or disguised as. Did I fall out of the box? Your favorite hue of blue-green. Waiting for you to turn me over in your hands. Until I have turned. Purple, black, red. All the colors of bruised and bleeding. I am no longer my own. You make me wonder if I ever was. I am not a chameleon. But I learn to turn shades.

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The Second Hump Volume III : Magnolias

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Friday, May 10, 2013. Budding in early April,. Are candelabras, their tips. Flames of white, purple,. Mauve, the rare yellow. We are allowed to gush. Over them, the event. Of their opening cups,. Party gowns, as Étienne,. Toiling in his arboretum. For the Empress Josephine,. Must have wept with joy. Over his hybrids, over. Tonight, the maiden moon,. Intoxicating scent; I am. Thinking of you, how seductive. And perilous the metaphor. But it is spring, a time. Of indulgence, and we are far.

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The Second Hump Volume III : The Visitor

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Wednesday, February 27, 2013. I call you the phoenix lights,. But they only see blues and reds. Reflecting on crumbled soil. Nothing above but miles. Of hollow air. You hover without touch,. The buzz of air pushed beneath you, floating. Above a sand dune you’ve never known. There’s something odd when I look up,. I can’t finish my cereal, the bowl in my hands. Is unlike grey plates circling. Vibrations in. My slippers on the wet grass, a button undone. On my flannels, near my neck so I can open wide.

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The Second Hump Volume III : bombs go off everywhere. i am tired

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Friday, May 10, 2013. Bombs go off everywhere. i am tired. Sleeping head on their arms on their desk their papers. Their papers are a pillow. They tell me this - they say 'i am so tired'. We carry hate like bricks in a lunch box the apple from 4th grade move over. There is death now - a little chocolate chip cookie of death -. It is easier to spin this on a sunny day but i am too sleepy to think. Three people in the morning said "i am so tired i could nap - i could nap right here. The arrow "you are here".

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The Second Hump Volume III : Naked

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Wednesday, February 27, 2013. By Susie Sweetland Garay. Surely, she thinks, they will. Believe that a woman. Has nothing to hide. That she is harmless. But they only seem to find her. More sinister for her. Labels: Susie Sweetland Garay. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Ghosts of New Orleans" by the barkeep. The Second Hump Volume II. The Second Hump Voume I. Daniel M. Shapiro. Devlin De La Chapa. Explosion in the afternoon. Michael H. Brownstein. Sarah E. Alderman. Campo de’ Fiori.

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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: Glutton

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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Friday, April 1, 2011. By Sarah Anne Stinnet. You’re dead now. Celebrating with cake, cookies, candies, Pi. Math counted when you saw the numbers. Under your feet,. Under your legs,. Under your hips curving up to the tip. Top of your head,. Now calculate your sum,. As bees in honey drown. You take too much, you. Take too much, you take. The persistent hum of your heart. You are a tire I slashed. A penny I placed on train tracks. The paint I spilled. Anna J. Fitting.

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The Second HumpVolume IIMay 2011 - April 2012: Africa

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May 2011 - April 2012. Saturday, March 31, 2012. You were the first born, Africa. God created you, as the best Woman Mother of the lot. Adam and Eve and the garden of paradise,. The tree of life and the tree of knowledge. Of good and evil. And all the birds and animals. The dinosaurs and behemoth and the unicorn. And the dragon and the wild ox were all found first in you. Gold and bdellium and onyx and cedar. And diamonds and precious ore. Your people, tall and ebon and beautiful. And golden green curves.

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The Second HumpVolume IIMay 2011 - April 2012: Button Up

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May 2011 - April 2012. Saturday, March 3, 2012. A year from now, maybe I will. Button up. I will take a vow of silence. Before the weather turns bitter. I will ask the vicar. October is sometimes cold enough. To ask for a row of buttons or for. Old overcoats to recreate recycled. Notions from old coats’ buttons;. As for the fine fabric itself I cannot. Recycle it; I don’t know how; I seek out. Electric sheep and a row of quiet dreams. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). 1899 Image in the public domain.

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The Second HumpVolume IIMay 2011 - April 2012: Paper cuts

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May 2011 - April 2012. Saturday, March 3, 2012. By Susan S. Keiser. A sharp eye hones. And paints the outlines. Of a world invisible to ours,. Cutting at the certainty. Of paranoid dimension,. Of iterative black and white. Into a filmy paper land,. People spilling into cities. And the countryside;. Men and women, hopes. Sliced from dreamlands or. Pale, illucid memory,. Drifting on a tissue breeze. Toward genesis, imperceptible. In its minute savageries,. A deft and bleeding hand. The Second Hump Volume I.

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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: Time Wears Away The Stone

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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Friday, April 1, 2011. Time Wears Away The Stone. Net of fishes shores of plenty. Cast of blind hooks for foolishness. Words from farside going crazy. You mustn't look I mustn't see. So once you gave though I doubted. The song of truth if that's what was. Others couldn't grasp your lightness. Yet raged to live in fire's doublet. Now the bells toll these old church stones. For message dulled need not be lost. Years are fossils as hearts stonecold. Anna J. Fitting.

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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: Madness

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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Sunday, February 27, 2011. I'm riding the cloud of bright blanket dreams,. The coconut smoke entwines with the mist,. The potion of madness in violet streams. Is carving the urge that I cannot resist. The mysteries find me still lying in bed,. Enjoying the pleasures of drunken grapefruit. Just several gulps, and a room painted red. Will turn to a princess' incredible suit. I'm a swift errand girl of my fortunate fate,. When my fantasies leak, the reality hides. These p...

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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: The Spirit Rock

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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Sunday, February 27, 2011. It is whatever hardens. The nocturne of beauty. Eluding you like a Tennessee Williams. Heroine. Making your own play. Up during life's boring moments,. At work in the pedestrian pawn shop. Dominated by amber mugs and ashtrays. Rising like pernicious Indian spirits at Red Rock. Fast as febrile airs. Perambulating through Vegas streets. You loved to cruise with boyfriends,. Even your dialogue was premeditated. Any routine noir felon. The Second...

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The Second HumpVolume IIMay 2011 - April 2012: Reptilian Mind

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May 2011 - April 2012. Saturday, March 3, 2012. In my reptilian mind, I still crawl. Through the primordial ooze. I am not yet ready to stand, to sire. Live young, to bleed, to oppose. Everything is either food. I miss my tail. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). 1899 Image in the public domain. The Second Hump Volume I. The Second Hump Volume III. Alan S. Kleiman. Alison L. Peoples. Danny P. Barbare. Devlin De La Chapa. Jason E. Hodges. John S. Fields. Linda M. Crate. Michael H. Brownstein.

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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: The Vending Machine

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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Friday, April 1, 2011. By Robert E. Petras. Life is like a vending machine. The woman with the secret wrote,. You spin the shelves around. And choose what you want. Just by pushing the buttons. Of visualization and self-talk. The law of quantum physics is. At an ATM machine I visualized. A return of 40 dollars. For my 40 dollars in. And a $2.25 service fee. And received enough vending power for a week. 8220;I am in the process of spinning. The world around,”.

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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: Southern Boulevard

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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Friday, April 1, 2011. Donate blood: O negative,. B positive, A whichever way. The windmill blows,. But give blood to future governors. And presidents in incubators,. Blood enough to clot glaciers,. Daily into Eagle Lake. Sure, you could legislate. The gradual demise of blueblade glaciers. Crumbling into the Pacific,. Raising sea level by a mere. Twelve to eighteen inches,. That’s one and a half feet, to you and me),. But blood, my friends,. You think oil and blood.

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Friday, May 10, 2013. A Race of Lonely Giants. Maybe I’m waiting for nothing. Maybe I’m unearthing instructions. To keep the sky from falling. Maybe I’m just supposed to sleep here. Maybe someone will wake me with a squirt gun. Maybe the highest good, is always a parting guest,. Just out of reach. Maybe the edge of the wind diverts logic,. Maybe limitations could be anything,. The best of days gone by, time punching a clock. Maybe you’ll let me put our stories in a box. Their papers are a pillow. He sits...

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