I found out about Google Reader and I never post anyway. Might start a new blog. Might never write again. Might be over-dramatic. Might eat a sandwich.

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Things are not easy to tell. Stories are easier to tell and they can be things but are not always. These are some things that can be told. There are no sheets on my bed or cases on my pillows. The Sumerian deities communicated their wishes to the human race, letting priests know what they wanted through such omens as the shape of a liver found in a ( Read more... )

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I. Dream about hanging out w/ allen's stepdad, who is an asshole. Played tennis, he doesn't like 90s altrock but listens to it in his car

II. Dream about g & t before they leave on their field trip. They have a lot of cats and there are ants in the sugar shaker... A wolf stalks me around the house

III. recorded a few songs with tiger and garett ( Read more... )

unstrap your wristwatch and fling it to the ground the time is come the time is come the time is come, there is no time, the moon is ringed in your smoke you swore you wouldn't smoke again and all the bells are rung, the whiskey's poured, the ice is melting, it's a work night! bang the drum and croon your pop single you idolater, lick their necks ( Read more... )

"But if it so happens ... a work ... under pain of otherwise becoming shameful or false, requires fantasy ... [and that] certain limbs or elements of a figure are altered by borrowing from other species, for example transforming into a dolphin the hinder end of a griffon or a stag ... these alterations will be excellent and the substitution, ( Read more... )

There is a city made of tall buildings and the buildings are made of words and the words are made of teeth laid out, angled, jutting, jagged, graphing shape and method of use, spaced according to some incomprehensible blueprint. It is said that when the world was young there were two cities, and each city was a mirror of the other, and one was ( Read more... )

I don't know if any of you live in or around Portland, OR; I think if you did, I would know by now, but maybe not. But if you do live in or around Portland, OR, you should come. On Thursday, March 19th, Rauan Klassnik and Ariana Reines will be reading at the WorkSound Gallery, 820 SE Alder St., at 7:00pm. Not only are they both fantastic, I am also ( Read more... )

On returning home from the bar last night I discovered, placed in front of the door to my room, a box with a familiar symbol on the side. "Amazon?" I thought. "Who would be cool enough to send me books from Amazon? After relieving myself I opened the box with my switchblade. Inside I found, not books, but instead a palette of twelve Hamburger ( Read more... )