August 2011
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The Endless (For Neil Gaiman)
How far must one fall up or down slow or fast to grasp that the act of falling is endless
but how does one grasp that which is endless?
do you hold golden sand within your tightly clenched hand until egg timers crack and satellites land?
or do you count the tiny grains one by one until you’ve found something finite to believe in?
A long time ago, I faced two mirrors opposite each other, and it...
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molly
(She had never felt anything quite like it…)
Molly’s here?! Call her and tell her to come over! She’s so pretty, so white, so pure, you can just put her in a piece of thin paper and swallow her down like a parachute. But what happens when she hits the ground?
I’m so high, I’m a skydiver. Soaring over a sea of twinkling diamonds bejeweled over a blanket of everything beautiful and perfect that has...
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the secret secretaries collaboration with several...
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for 16th & mission
A Street Corner Named Desire
About eight years ago, a few folks with overflowing stacked milk crate bookshelves, negative balances in their bank accounts, countless blisters on their inked-stained fingers, degrees in Poetics and Experimental Arts, a taste for Fernet on payday and Two Buck Chuck on rent day, and imaginations that ricochet between genius and lunacy, decided to transform...
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latest secret secretaries jam.
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