Tag Archives: Random Sights with Signs

(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

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ride it out

Sometimes Unfinished Music (redux) Sometimes I am asked to clarify my positionandI say I’m equidistant to roil and root. Sometimes I am asked to qualify what I meanandI say this hand is love and this hand is hate. Sometimes I … Continue reading

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this pain early

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Surrounded by people it is very easy to feel alone. Surrounded by penguins, less so.” — Nell Stevens / Bleaker House: Chasing My Novel to the End of the World “I felt this … Continue reading

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in my neighborhood pt. 33

What I’m Reading: “It takes very little to govern good people. Very little. And bad people cant be governed at all. Or if they could I never heard of it.” — Cormac McCarthy / No Country for Old Men

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wonder and irony

Tangled in Fuzzbox Squall A dendrite explodes into tufted blue chenille.I’ve lost touch with the spirit world.A hip-critic stands, head enveloped within the upper blue-puff downy mildew.The view tangled in fuzzbox squall mirrored in the underside of a limitless panorama … Continue reading

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made and not

the odds the mathematical odds of being struckby a meteor while you mind your own business the odds of a flying fish slapping youin the face while deep sea fishing the chances of a teacher killinga creative spark within you … Continue reading

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in (my) this neighborhood pt. 24

What I’m Reading: “Voice of the shopping bagswhirled in the windlike a small quarrybetween its clawsto play with.” — Luis Muñoz / “Oh!”

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in (my) this neighborhood pt. 23

What I’m Reading: “The world is washedin yellow,& behind eachdoor — another door.” — Marisa Siegel / “Dear Emily”

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with wounded nerves

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Some people believe that if they were to join the climate movement now, they would be among the last. But that is very far from true. In fact, if you do decide to … Continue reading

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a euchre poultice

Email from the Northern Country @ N+14 Hi Neighbors! Do you know leeks? I would lump to start a coalfield fire that meets subterraneanly on occasion and smolders . I did this when I lived in Michigan—it’s a veritable furnace! … Continue reading

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