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Editing (A Rant in 70 Words)

Fuck editing. If there is any part of the writing process that I absolutely detest, it is editing. If the act of writing is like driving a Porsche down a beachside highway on a perfect summer day, then editing is … Continue reading

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Airports/Notebook/Montage

The Student Light in a Car is the Low Gas Light. A whole day in a seat. Without a cigarette. Sober/a warm bar downtown and me outside in the rain/so alone/feeling nothing except the rain/aftermath of sleep/concrete digging into the … Continue reading

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Nothing for the Page

I have nothing for this page tonight I have nothing to give and nothing to say. Nothing decent anyway. I wrote letters today just to put words on the page but I wrote them with a perfunctory sense of duty … Continue reading

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Feed

You’re never too old to rescue an animal in need At a dog café Dockside at the lake wet paw-prints footprints looking like dance steps The golden rule made into advertisement A slow moving turtle on a log A lake … Continue reading

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Chicago, and The Harbinger of Death

Since I’ve been here, I’ve grown to fear hearing the song You’re the Inspiration by the band Chicago. “Here” is a kind of purgatory: It always begins on June 4th:I live my everyday life, I go for walks in the … Continue reading

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Hyperbolic Pretentiousness

If I was dying in an alley, and all I had was a piece of paper and a ballpoint pen to record my last thoughts, I would leave them unwritten, because I loathe ballpoint pens. If I was locked in … Continue reading

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Job Hunting While Slightly Depressed Blues

I hate job hunting. I think everyone does. I don’t think that anyone gets up on a Monday morning, with a handful of resumes, and thinks that it’s going to be a great experience, and that they’re going to fall … Continue reading

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