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Denial of access (A poem)
Is this Monday? Then I don’t get it…
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Infatuated (A poem)
The rare poem written on my phone (so as not to disturb the cat on my lap)…
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The lovers’ journey (A poem)
Watching The Lovers, the documentary about the 1988 performance piece by Maria Abramović and Ulay…
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An untitled poem about the intangible quality of love (A poem)
I feel I captured a strong feeling with this poem—at least, a strong feeling that I had as I wrote it. In that sense, writing this particular poem was an act of hope…
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The spider outside my window (A poem)
For the last few weeks, there has been a rather large spider web outside my bathroom window, built by a rather impressive-looking spider. The spider seems to occupy the web only during the day; at night, it camouflages itself by moving up to the back of the outdoor floodlight…
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Old photo of the young artist (A poem)
My copy of David Sylvian’s book Hypergraphia arrived in yesterday’s mail…
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A meditation on the art of a performance (A poem)
I wrote this earlier this evening while watching the documentary Marina Abramović: The Artist Is Present…
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I have to wonder (A poem)
At a recent open mic, a couple of people addressed the subject of abuse in the things they read. People I know have addressed the subject in blog posts and private conversations…
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Back to the Future Day (A poem)
Posting this a couple of days late…
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 