happy halloween! here is what some people were:
i just ate beets and kale and ginger chews. it's a very nice day in colorado--a very nice halloween day.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
there is so much i have to tell you about new orleans but where we live only has one service bar so i can't show you any photographs because it takes too long to load. i will do that later.
thing 1: i never want to leave
thing 2: last night i met an inventor and a survivor
thing 2.5: one makes time machines and is a collector of cosmic debris
thing 4: one was sucked through a wall and hugged a water heater to save his daughter from a tornado
thing 5: in two hours i get to find out about my past lives from a crystal ball
thing 6: jen and i are going to be on a fishing show tomorrow, fishing for sacaliat
thing 1: i never want to leave
thing 2: last night i met an inventor and a survivor
thing 2.5: one makes time machines and is a collector of cosmic debris
thing 4: one was sucked through a wall and hugged a water heater to save his daughter from a tornado
thing 5: in two hours i get to find out about my past lives from a crystal ball
thing 6: jen and i are going to be on a fishing show tomorrow, fishing for sacaliat
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
autumn colorado (snow trees)
there is a new journal! it's called catch up. it is very beautiful. they have this bonus round where you can see a silent movie staring bo mcguire
and joni wallace reads a poem of mine and makes it sound better because she's so good at reading it. and in the movie for it, there is a man that wind blows through and the sky.
there is a new journal! it's called catch up. it is very beautiful. they have this bonus round where you can see a silent movie staring bo mcguire
and joni wallace reads a poem of mine and makes it sound better because she's so good at reading it. and in the movie for it, there is a man that wind blows through and the sky.
Friday, October 14, 2011
mcj's poem is today's poem on the poem a day website!
here is how it beautifully starts:
here is how it beautifully starts:
After tagging the dust your body is made of
sheets flash ceremoniously on the line, in
the rain, I am a bone and I take a bone's
pleasure around the ball joint, shading
inside the names. When I pass your body in
here is what she looks like full of snow.
here is what snow looks like without jen
Monday, October 10, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
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