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H o L : January 2015
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Sunday, January 11, 2015. Even at night, ice on the ground bears. Witness to the blackness of those “secret hours,”. Always awake to the cold. Sky’s frozen lake.). Think of all the things you cannot hold. And don’t grieve. 8220;We’re still alive! 8221; says Rachel.). And don’t grieve. Don’t grieve for young times when there was less. As you casually hurled grenades at encroaching. Or for the dream you had of swarming sharks,. Or for men as they. Make love to bottles or. Make love to bottles,. Links to th...
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H o L : July 2014
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Wednesday, July 23, 2014. As of today, my book Beauty State. Has achieved full funding in pre-orders, via it's Kickstarter. Pre-ordering will continue until the last day of the campaign. More pre-orders = a larger first pressing! Links to this post. Monday, July 21, 2014. I tried to find myself less lonely,. And to reckon with the world's swelling. Wound and all that violence. We slept and the dog slept. Between our bent legs,. I always go back to the place. Where I first knew. Where my self can be erased.
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H o L : Charlie
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Monday, July 13, 2015. 8220;I am bombarded yet I stand. I have been standing all my life in the. Direct path of a battery of signals. The most accurately transmitted most. Untranslatable language in the universe”. This is not the first time I have said that. I am going to drive east but only halfway. Because halfway is where my destination lies like a. Yellow picnic blanket next to a sort of. Quaint stream where he fished and smoked and. Lectured the dog when the dog would snuffle his. In one little bed,...
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G O L D L E ∆ F: salt heart
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G O L D L E ∆ F. Monday, February 20, 2012. How you fell back. Into the old swing of things. I had hardly noticed. An absence, a sinking. I knew i couldn't be. In your time of need. I hardly felt at fault. And like a run down. Old building, i'm still standing. While your heat is here. I will take thee. I knew i couldn't be. In your time of need. I hardly felt at fault. Posted by Gold Leaf. February 20, 2012 at 7:21 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Stone's Throw EP by Gold Leaf. HISTORY OF LOVERS II.
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G O L D L E ∆ F: July 2011
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G O L D L E ∆ F. Tuesday, July 19, 2011. Posted by Gold Leaf. Friday, July 15, 2011. They say I look like the living dead. They say I can't have much in my head. They say my songs are much too slow. But they don't know the things I know. I know I don't belong. And there's nothing I can do. I was born too late. And I'll never be like you. Posted by Gold Leaf. In times when there is no. One to tell you how to do it. You may have to make. And i won't waste another breath. On what i want to see.
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G O L D L E ∆ F: February 2012
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G O L D L E ∆ F. Monday, February 20, 2012. How you fell back. Into the old swing of things. I had hardly noticed. An absence, a sinking. I knew i couldn't be. In your time of need. I hardly felt at fault. And like a run down. Old building, i'm still standing. While your heat is here. I will take thee. I knew i couldn't be. In your time of need. I hardly felt at fault. Posted by Gold Leaf. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Stone's Throw EP by Gold Leaf. HISTORY OF LOVERS II. To String Together Trees.
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G O L D L E ∆ F: June 2011
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G O L D L E ∆ F. Thursday, June 30, 2011. Posted by Gold Leaf. Labels: dead can dance. Tuesday, June 28, 2011. Dutch, cloyne, older. Posted by Gold Leaf. Wednesday, June 22, 2011. Posted by Gold Leaf. Tuesday, June 21, 2011. Moss by Eu Sei. Posted by Gold Leaf. Monday, June 20, 2011. Endless ginger ale in. As Clinton was defamed. On an endless flight. After one week of. Over a dark sea. Lit by another ocean. Of flickering T.V.s. Each tuned to a. And for these damned. TVs to turn themselves. Sometimes the...
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H o L : June 2014
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Wednesday, June 18, 2014. If This Were A Map:. If this were a map. It would wind bafflingly around my estuary. I have an unsettled oasis,. Something is churning toward future,. Future which is not a reliable resource-. Rather, steam, rather, coal, rather. Desire, wants, needs, beginnings, uncertainty, nakedness, fibers, silence, communication, action, inaction, power, (what is it? Things that wield power: scales, steamrollers, guns, ovens, water boarding, captivity, isolation,. Room is more than metaphor:.
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H o L : August 2015
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Wednesday, August 5, 2015. Made a Life of Letting. Keeps falling out of the bed. Every time I’ve scraped the vertebrae. How do I allude to a morning that happened quite. Specifically in my own left. I used to say years ago. We’d make the love that would. But the past is nobody-. The past is a landless bastard-. The past is not. And is no land at all. I have made a life of finding my own. I have made a life of letting men. I have made a life of letting men. Slump on my breast. And cut his arms off arm.
