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How How Did We Get Here Here?

How how did we get here here? Nature never does nothing like design by a blind designer except maybe when the one is many and brain becomes a committee of chaos. How how did we get here here? Our insides … Continue reading

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Nineteen Sixty Nine

I worked in stores selling sandwiches and sweets. I wrote like a teenager about deep abstractions, learning about music and kissing and protest, my imaginations dwarfing my actions. There will never be another time like nineteen sixty nine. Every person … Continue reading

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New and Old Ins and Outs

I have an aspect and suspect another one can you add a couple more self-evident slices of our emerging shared reality say yes to agreement say no to debate then the ins and outs may come out straight. Where are … Continue reading

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Scruffy Alexandria

  al-Iskandariya emanating at the coast where the river dies in the delta’s arms. Inhaling from the rhythmic rift exhaling a gutsy philosophy so sunny the fish are asleep. Like a woman only seen in a defunct slick magazine she … Continue reading

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I Am a Creature of the Earth

  Shining but seldom seen my burden is in the ground around my soles and beneath a bank of debt draws from and spiritually accumulating both ugly and handsome friendly and fearsome faces spread but joining in weight fallen all … Continue reading

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All the Way Down the Wall

  He went back to where he came from nothing there but regret and insomnia. Sometimes almost all the time it’s blue all the way down the wall. He got fat in winter but then leaned up in the heat … Continue reading

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One Man

One man wears a suit ear stuck toothy cartoonish brute in a phone. One man in bare feet toes free bowed back and head covered planting seeds. One man that you did not see plasters the walls of his family … Continue reading

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