Monthly Archives: July 2013

So Ill-Equipped for Living…

Misha was so ill-equipped for living… When he travelled to a tournament, he couldn’t even pack his own suitcase… He didn’t even know how to turn on the gas for cooking. If I had a headache, and there happened to … Continue reading

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Six Poems Comissioned by Louise Helle for the Purposes of [Unknown and/or Redacted]

  “Waiting for your girlfriend to finish her cigarette while inside the Toyota and outside the Coffee Shop”   just a moment ago I was sitting in a car now I am sitting in a chair in a coffee shop … Continue reading

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Recollections of the MOAPP

The Matrix of All Possible Phenomena is accessed from a cemetary. One gravestone contains an on/off switch on the side of it. Whose grave is it for? That’s a long-running joke between agents–they can’t tell you. When you flip the … Continue reading

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Poem for Being Nicer to Yourself and Also Thinking Less

hug the people you care about be a nice person just kidding   sometimes on a bad night if you listen you can catch yourself in the moment of darkness and if you grab it you have to calm it … Continue reading

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Poem Inside of Fear and Confusion and Extra Confusion

I am dipping my feet in the river I am grasping for something, I couldn’t tell you what it was waiting on keen eyes summoning daily spirit owls, who are mothers to other owls, who hover above my stoop and … Continue reading

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Don’t Hurt Me (I think the journey’s ending)

I looked straight forward at the ceiling and in a second apprehended my situation. I was back in the Temple of the Snake. The seasons had changed and it was a humid, swampy summer. There was a full congregation in … Continue reading

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The Foreigner Ascends

“I was born in a cloud of smoke,” said the Foreigner, floating above a craggled rock cliff still bubbling steamily from the magma that had seconds before lapped against its face. The Foreigner felt the sizzling heat in a new … Continue reading

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