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Tag Archives: excerpt
Bluegrass
Music plays a significant role in both the construction and tone of None So Distant, with one of the sections, titled Jukebox, functioning as a mythical and conceptual music catalog. Below is one of the “songs” from Jukebox. BLUEGRASSOffbeat lonesome … Continue reading
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Tagged america, excerpt, jukebox, lore, music, mythology, novel, Prose
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Mermaid in Torn Jeans
(Excerpt from None So Distant, novel in progress) Cherry steps out of the bathroom, soaking wet. She has just gotten out of the shower, having showered in her white bra and torn dungarees. She drips onto the floor, the urgent … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Prose
Tagged excerpt, in progress, mermaid, none so distant, novel, pages, romance, Surrealism
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Bone Jig
My mother’s bones. My mother’s bones resounding in my ears piercing my eardrums. Death rattle of the dusty gourd. Of the earth’s grief calling to us to restore. Calling upon us to become wardens attendants to vibrations crossing passages. To … Continue reading
Posted in Cinema, photography, Poetry, Prose
Tagged bones, dance, dead can dance, excerpt, Maya Deren, mother, novel in progress, Prose, story, the dead, twilight, words
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All Fours
We are out here on all fours panting in the sun the bleary merciless maraschino sun burning us. It has been a long while one of those spells that feels foreverish out here in these fields unseen dreaming of god … Continue reading
Lasting Born
Once upon a time is a necessary mirage. Flesh born of lighted word and bones fulfilling myth. Stories are the means to endlessness. They go on and on. We go on and on carried along by stories carrying within them … Continue reading
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Tagged alchemy, excerpt, myth, Poetry, Prose, story, storytelling
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Children of the Moon
We the motherless fatherless children of the moon wake up dreamless weeping. This is why we seek the all dreaming. The all dreaming is more feeling than place. Sometimes not always but sometimes we are chased by the fates. The … Continue reading
Rainy Day Woman
When Lucy left the café, I saw her open her umbrella before stepping out into the rain. Her umbrella was red. Her long wool coat was black. These colors, as harmony, stitched together by the rain, echoed within me for … Continue reading
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Tagged colors, excerpt, lust, no one dreams in color, novel, obsession, rain, rainy woman
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Come Wander With Me
Through grotesquely chapped lips, Bert whistled a bright tune, and managed to keep whistling with melodious tenacity as he and George walked.What’s that tune?I don’t know. Something I heard a long time ago.It’s nice Bert real nice. And the fact … Continue reading
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Tagged bert williams, comedy is tragedy, desert blues, excerpt, geroge walker, novel, Prose, vaudeville
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