February 2012
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“Kill all my demons, and my angels might die too.”
– Tennessee Williams
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January 2012
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“Hard weather, says the old man. So let it be. Wrap me in the weathers of the...”
– Cormac McCarthy always…
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The Sounder
I was on two knees,
hands grasping needles
of pine and silt, when
I saw the sun eclipsed
by a primordial silhouette
The sounder entire
had come to me -
boars, sows, and
striped progeny -
descending in numbers
towards the gorge,
and diverging around me
like a pierced rivulet
But the three behind
halted ten feet beyond
with eyes straining,
frantic to reveal me,
and footsteps...
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“The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never...”
– D.H. Lawrence
November 2011
9 posts
New artwork up! →
October 2011
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“Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.”
– Tom Waits
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“When you’ve nothing else construct ceremonies out of the air and breathe...”
– Cormac McCarthy, The Road
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Morning Sun
The sun rose
thawing the atmosphere,
dissipating the same
through fog and blood
It’s quiet light filtered in
through the window, and,
elegantly, it crawled along the sheets
as a benevolent wraith
across our bodies
We tried to continue
dreaming hidden visions
projected on our eyelids,
but a shift came
from black to red
washing the image away
And when we opened our tired eyes
...
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Nietzche
She liked that look in his eyes -
that gaze which said
he’d seen something dark;
an abyss,
and it had seen into him
She wanted to possess it,
to have that edge,
but she was unfamiliar
with earning
So, she told her father
she didn’t like his terms,
and she left;
crashed on some couches;
burned some bridges
She dismayed when
her phone stopped working
Started second...
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Listen
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“I don’t want your candor. I want your soul in a silver thimble.”
– Don DeLillo, Valparaiso
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The Creek
He walked out along the creek.
Its water clear as glass; its currents converging and diverging to create scars upon its trembling surface. He placed each step carefully - not to disturb the water and cloud it. He had walked for three miles before reaching the treefall. The bark had sloughed off in great heaps now growing moss, and he could smell the tree’s decay along the banks. Just below,...
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“A bore is someone who takes away my solitude and doesn’t give me...”
– Henry David Thoreau
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“It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake. ”
– D.H. Lawrence