Monthly Archives: July 2013

aztec siblings – July 7

7.7 the clouds and heat have waxed us all away like precious candles in an oven, we hide ourselves trying not be noticed by the blast in our electronically controlled environments.   would we pick up and emigrate if we … Continue reading

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the lone ranger has galloped away – July 6

7.6 the lone ranger has galloped away, into that sunset where memories go to sit on the shelf until we need them again.   when heroism and sacrifice come back into fashion because the ways of the cynic have lost … Continue reading

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independence day – July 4

7.4 khaki green falling on a foreign soil. blue and grey grappling across brothers lines. everyday people trying as best they can to make a place for their families.   it is what we fought for, died for, gave allegiance … Continue reading

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Indiana gold – July 3

7.3 the tassels brown, mauve, golden top the corn flow, rising off into distances. Male corn sperm ready to give themselves to the silk.   we’ve built a country upon you friends, food, fuel, silage for the feeders of the … Continue reading

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originalgifts – July 2

7.2 she bronzes his poems and drawings and words from early years when even then we he knew that stories and dreams were the way forward.   visions and gifts come to us from somewhere that even we don’t know … Continue reading

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devolution – July 1

7.1 Crog like cave. Cave keep Crog warm cave keep water and wind off Crog when cold, and cool when hot. Cave let Crog save meat, keep woman ward off animal. Feel safe.   And so I sit in my … Continue reading

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Boeing, Boeing – June 30

6.30 In a door out a door, in a window out the side. snap lines, quick ins fast riffs laughs and fines. how many straight faces does it take to make a funny. how many prat falls drop ‘em down … Continue reading

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