A Moving Time
A morning unfamiliar; in a house outside of La Crescent, foundation holding tight as the light drew near and around my fetal positioned body. Companions were no where to be found, a couple years...
View ArticleThanks For Giving
Thanks for giving. I am thankful for everyone around. Cars lined the streets, loved ones meet and greet-this is no funeral. We live in this small town. Glasses to blind the light, glasses to...
View ArticleWarm Holiday
Cold pills, neglected bills, cough drops, and James Bond thrills sat on a night stand. That’s what I found when I came back. Imagine my day; a car load of family and words; letter games the whole...
View ArticleLocal Underground Writers and Publishers Challenge
Underground publishers should publish people who aren’t their best friends more often. Local Lit becomes incestuous static shit. I’m bored to fits when I realize this. So much same it makes me...
View ArticleTravelers of the Hometown
With a moderate hangover we wake to unfiltered light. A sign of the debauchery transpired last night. Weather view tempts those to wander outside. If they take time and mind to leave confines....
View ArticleThe Sum of Small Parts
I am the makeup of freshly dead heritage, This only proves my merit-age. Bikes for carriages; we ride through lonely skyscrapers. Sitting amongst crumpled papers and beer chasers, Getting wasted is...
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