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Monthly Archives: July 2023
day of departure
The Best Stuff I Read Last Week “The sourball of every revolution: after the revolution, who’s going to pick up the garbage on Monday morning?” — Mierle Laderman Ukeles / Manifesto for Maintenance Art “Everything I need to know grows … Continue reading
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a dog castle
Overheard at the Experimental Music Festival (Saturday & Last Edition) There’s a spider in there. It looks like it died… I don’t even know what that means anymore… Some guy in Japan spent a fuck ton of money to build … Continue reading
look like crap
Overheard at the Experimental Music Festival (Friday Edition) I warn you, my cat likes to sleep on people… P.M.S.—stands for “putting up with male shit…” The skill set that I have is so unique… I look like crap… Are you … Continue reading
at the festival
Overheard at the Experimental Music Festival (Thursday Night Edition) It’s in ancient Greek and you would not understand… Oh, John has such a refined ear—he can tell you if it’s in the seventh… I have my own studio. I’m poor, … Continue reading
at your heels
Graupel Graupel? How could there be the slightest hint of graupel during two 70-degree days in mid-January? We’ll soon be burning in a hellish wasteland—so why bother? Just keep moving forward. Get going—it’s worthwhile to roll your boulder up the … Continue reading
rush gain ground
“wolves, lower” (found tanka) the mountains sheetedice and snow silent and tautsnow peaks cut the skythe steaming wolves—rush—gain groundtaking of life forbidden What I’m Reading: “For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for … Continue reading
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a few teeth
Crown No. 14 (redux) I sat down brusquely on the dentist’s chair feeling I was about to get routed in some manner. Mint green all about the place. The trickling of water somewhere by my knees. “Do you want the … Continue reading
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the heat dome
Your Ruff Collar, My Millstone (redux) We live under the heat dome. I see you across the barren parklet.You are eating bits of soft pink flesh. My hair wilts.Your curls frizz. I lick the hot sauce off my fingers.You yell … Continue reading
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rarely about intention
The Best Stuff I Read This Week “History is one war after another with a bunch of murders and natural disasters in between.” — Sarah Vowell / Assassination Vacation “The last time there was this much carbon dioxide in the … Continue reading
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(a day) in my neighborhood pt. 39
What I’m Reading: “I’m more of a Ten Commandments, rule-of-law girl myself. The closest I’ve ever come to anarchy is buying a Sex Pistols record.” — Sarah Vowell / Assassination Vacation