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This is what had been kept from them
I never knew that there had been so many frat-boys, jocks, and town-eccentrics present at the creation of the Port Huron statement. They had gathered in the library of the University. A guy in the foreground with an athletic build … Continue reading
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idea for a story
What if there was some kind of post-apocalyptic situation where the world was massively depopulated but people still gathered every Saturday night to perform Saturday Night Live at the SNL studio? Only now, it wouldn’t be so hard to be … Continue reading
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Talking to horses after the apocalypse
My hand is hard because it is East. When my hand is soft it is North. Now “it” has happened and it is autumn. I finally catch up. Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me I scream inside … Continue reading
Straightening my spine, despite my moobs
Then, at the theater… I watched him sitting alone after the performance, oh god, my twenties. The curtains looked like black ghosts. In another room, noise practitioners slagged song-structured scenesters in a rough equivalence of white rappers dissing other white … Continue reading
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Three scenes from a novel
The scene is the entrance hallway of a dilapidated mansion on the coast of the Atlantic ocean. We are participating in an inter-generational sea shanty sing-along. The leader of the sing suggests we sing a song by Sonic Youth. His … Continue reading
If she reads this she will know
Ed, is this yours? Uh, what? Apparently there was now a grapefruit-sized, blue ceramic ball on the kitchen table. Cynthia put it on top of the bookshelf. Here are some things that were the same for Ed at work that … Continue reading
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Disorganized attachment
Yesterday, I came across a picture book I read as a child that I have not thought of since. Cross out the sentence above. Write something about yourself that you are afraid for him to know. You will be asked … Continue reading
These are the names of songs I love
first the moon was orange and now the moon is white I was in the kitchen thinking about a city I’d never been to later, we were watching a profoundly disabled child she was walking with a red walker as … Continue reading
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Birds seen September 18 at Look park
one blue heron, two hawks, two woodpeckers, geese flying overhead
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