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...more artists, more murals, and a healthy dose of inspiration....
..light saturates and obscures these fluidly painted images...
...objects point to how we investigate both our technological and natural surroundings...
The lesson here is to not believe states exist until you’ve been there.
Share:FacebookTwitterLinkedinTumblrPrint Shootout at Depression Gulch The clock hesitates. The black blind draws down. If you feel like you’re sinking, you are sinking. When the furnace clicked on, I ran to the vent like a mouse to the trap. The gray sky so thick, so thick, so…. Remember when they used to care what you thought?
Share:FacebookTwitterLinkedinTumblrPrintHell’s Canyon Our helmsman steers us through the river gorge. “It’s quiet,” he tells Terry and me as we chew huckleberry taffy, our “welcome to Idaho” gift, though I can’t say what state we’re in right now or if we’re on the Snake or the Clearwater. Both waterways once taxied timber to the mills.
Share:FacebookTwitterLinkedinTumblrPrint 1. Because they were religious, useless, fragile and fearless. 2. Because they circled the world, and took the form of my summer dreams. 3. Because whoever invented marbles must have believed angels were round. 4. Because the chipped ones were more beautiful. 5. Because the distance of their journeys was an exact equation of space and time.
Share:FacebookTwitterLinkedinTumblrPrintNo Garden In straw, a fire-web of light, drawn sinews of halt and stretch, and I bury my wrists, move my eyes in dry scratches of toughened fiber smiles. The dead hover in the hallows, owls statuesque in hazy attention. You are the child lit at dawn, sighing, engulfed steadfast in your raised eyebrow full of milk and heavy grains.
...rejecting the thick, rich insulation afforded by my parents’ luxury apartment.