Nobody's creekbed

songs, prayers, poetry, stories, art, photographs, moving pictures, fondnesses, tall-tales and meditations

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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Department of Nude Jokes

When is and is not a thing a thing?

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

pigeon took flight from the street an unknowable number of times

these hands weird birds

release chesty tremens

Sunday, February 19, 2012

grandfather had no clock

Friday, February 17, 2012

cave plainting

and something very weird happened trying to pass the savings along to you
(incomplete understanding)

Saturday, February 11, 2012

The songs are living things.
They sleep nowhere.

Saturday, February 04, 2012

"You've never worked in this town before again," the Executive Producer declared.

She nodded, though not in agreement: "Give the devil his hairdo."

Might a language be dead even while it is still, technically, in use?

I sometimes feel that I am writing in a dead language.

But I enjoy it so!

Wednesday, February 01, 2012

Department of New Jokes

What grew from his eye when he was sleeping?

A tree.