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In the style of Shakespeare’s Cymbeline funeral duet “Fear no more the heat o’ the sun”, etc. This is for a two-panel comparative work between an old school artist like … Continue reading “Funeral Song for a Dead Washing Machine” – mixed media on canvas in progress
Dear Internet, In the 1990s the word processor wiped out the English majors. Smartphones wiped out the water coolers. You really can never know what people think about – at … Continue reading Dead Internet Banana Soul
View the autosave Scary folklore springs from the mendacity of our shared experiences. It is the dirt, the fragrant decay of our collective imagination scudding through otherwise clear skies of … Continue reading “Reticence of Nameless Horror in Literature and Whatnot”
Is for dance, and my heart say forget the tiger claw.So to the fangs of intelligentsia I give my donkey, thanks,but I already have ursine poprekash for dimple on my … Continue reading “Your Cheap Perfume, the Fugly Dance You for Me Do, Embraceú”, poem
I spent 592 hours on a writing project. At 40 hours a week, that’s 14.8 weeks of work, 74 days of solid eight-hour workdays. Weekends off. I produced a 400+ … Continue reading Chatprep Topic: Analyzing the Personal Income of a Hypothetical A-List Working Author
This image will be masked in arabesque One of three small paintings coming concerning magical thinking. I am thinking of the dowser experience. It must be peculiar. Maybe not even … Continue reading “The Red Right Hand of a Dowser”, oil in progress
It inspired me that he wrote a book. Reading it is an entirely different matter. I look forward to that. I just read an interview of Steven Wright about his … Continue reading Review for Steven Wright’s Harold
I always get a cheap haircut. I never know what sort of wild animal will be up there for a few weeks or months. You might have seen me with … Continue reading Jonathan Livingston Hairdid
Kids passed notes. You just got some ready early, or you made them very quietly. You’d hear kids tearing paper to fold into little balls to be thrown. The teacher … Continue reading 1980s elementary school notes
I am not going to turn this into a serial. I changed my mind for two reasons, money and structure. I could paywall the entire thing, so any input I … Continue reading Rough Draft of book underway
I was playing with my son at a neighborhood playground when I noticed the carcass of a small dead bird under a tree. It was nothing but a leathery and … Continue reading A Dead Bird
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