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Champagne Darkness
I want to wake up to a fire Out there, in those champagne skies Where my impending death Is but a sketch, an outline Circling the globe all stratospheric Love trailing behind Like a wet, creamy comet They don’t want to touch anymore So I climb the high brick I look out to sea I… Continue reading
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Sanctums of Stickiness
Nothing in this head but letters to the dead The hollow hell of yellow hills I berate the dirt and uranium trails The travelers wail Sitting by a fire in the drunken woods Blue-white flames pierce the black of night Then on the beach On the shores of the Gulf of Mexico El stupido I’ll… Continue reading
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The Caspian Tea House
I was in an Azerbaijan tea house at the shore of the Caspian Sea. The house was soft in texture and made of orange wood and white curtains. I went to a large window facing the slow, curved road and looked out. The water was the deepest green blue, like the woman’s glasses at the… Continue reading
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What the hell are you thinking!?
I need to get rid of an old TV. While scouring the internet to try and find a place to recycle an old TV, I’m discovering there are not a lot of options – at least where I live. What do you do when something once shiny and brand new is nothing but something old… Continue reading
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BumBuna O’Brien and the Evolution Oven (1)
It was morning and the sun was creeping through the blinds like a ghostly brushstroke of boiled lemon-yellow light. BumBuna O’Brien sat up in bed, put on his glam glasses, and looked at his collection of Easter eggs from outer space. Continue reading
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