Journal

No. 801 / Halftime

I fig­ured it would be a good idea for me to take a moment out of my day to do some­thing that I’m not required to do by law or by threat of unem­ploy­ment, some­thing that won’t add an iota of value to my pro­fes­sional CV, some­thing apart from any­thing to which…
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No. 799 / Doin’ it

That’s it. I’m giv­ing it a real go this the year. Look for me in your favorite antholo­gies & reviews, suckas!

No. 793 / Today’s Inspiration

In the clear­ing stands a boxer And a fighter by his trade And he car­ries the reminders Of ev’ry glove that layed him down Or cut him till he cried out In his anger and his shame “I am leav­ing, I am leav­ing“ But the fighter still remains Paul Simon is awesome.

No. 763 / Exercise

for those of us that love with all, and store reserves of dis­con­tent to come against a future fall with flame and stone for arma­ment; I wrote that a month ago. It’s the begin­ning of a son­net. I write son­nets when I want to write a poem but haven’t writ­ten one for a long time. The rules…
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No. 728 / from whence they came

Spill spill spill spill. There, over the sum­mit of that moun­tain, hun­dreds of feet away, a few miles up, is where you’ll find the strength to per­se­vere. And you’ll draw that strength great from noth­ing, but it’ll start small — a rush of adren­a­line, a several-second surge of emer­gency gall, the sole result of you…
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No. 674 / How not to write a mega-post

I’m going to try to fin­ish out the next month at this domain with lots of vis­i­ble words and punc­tu­a­tion marks (that being said, my desire to fin­ish even this very post is already wan­ing, so I’m going to quickly write while I still have it in me to do so……
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