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there's no i in nternet
Originally, i was treating this blog as a way to put my silly poems on the internet. I didn't want to post anything that i didn't think of as "writing." That went out the window almost immediately, in substantial part because i don't take my "writing" very "seriously." Increasingly, recently, other people read the nonsense i post (or at least, i ( Read more... ) -
death; life
The kindly feinberg allowed me to use his auto to drive back to the old hudsonstead, and from there to the hospice, but i was an hour late; my grandmother had already died. My father, her son, was there when she turned from his mother into a body; we are all glad that she was not alone. She had been non-communicative for a long period, but whether ( Read more... ) -
summer actually really underway
So, here i am: oberlin. How nifty. I feel as though i know the town better, being here and feeling like i belong in the place, beyond going to the school. I really adore this town ( Read more... ) -
Summer!
I've finally decided what i'm going to do this summer. I'm going to stay in Oberlin! Jami told me about a tutoring position, for which i'm going to apply, and i'm also going to try to get a job at the alumni mag ( Read more... ) -
Superheroes
I've started my summer project (one of many). This is scene 1 of a post-super-heroic narrative poem that I'm writing. It does not have a title, as yet, and there are a few lines that i would rather have be picture-words than words... i think you'll know which when you come to them. Your feedback is, as always, appreciated ( Read more... ) -
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The implied "is like" of metaphor amplified to flat roar
floor-shakingly blasted so that you
can't hear a damned thing else over all this noise
was i when once i understood the world.
No longer. Now I'm building boxes, frames;
What little cover i can
Out from which to look
(again).
What seemed so true to me this afternoon,
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the word "inadequate" is inadequate to express how inadequate words are to express the experience of the Acid Mothers Temple and Melting Paraiso Underground Freak Out at the grog shop tonight. they delivered unto me things that i did not know that i needed; things that, even if i had known to seek them, i would not have known how to ask for them, ( Read more... ) -
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You wanna move into a room above a hardware store, play dirty water from a swordfishtrombone?
The future tenants of apartment 8, above the hardware store, are looking for a fourth. And we have great taste in music. -
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I am obligated to post: The first 10 people to comment on this post get to request a sketch of a subject/character from the 'fandom' set below. In return, they have to post this same deal in their own journal (with their own fandom set ( Read more... ) -
A Sonnet: To ?
In anonymity, I hid a truth ( Read more... )