Monthly Archives: June 2016

I smile when I think of the goats

Posted on June 22, 2016 by nosuchthingasastraightline

I smile when I think of the goats. I like how in the middle of a conversation they lift their tail and dump their waste. Their opinion on the subject of shit is entirely neutral. “I sniff this cinder block, … Continue reading →

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when you write, try

Posted on June 9, 2016 by nosuchthingasastraightline

when you write, try to be drunk. that way you’re stumbling and you might fall into some amazing ditch that no one’s ever thought to be in and in your stupor, study the grains of soil black and lustrous

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There’s another reality in there

Posted on June 3, 2016 by nosuchthingasastraightline

There’s another reality in there. Things need slicing, shredding, mashing. Inside there, I’m different. That’s where something hard is kept. I tend them twice a day. I polish them up. You see them when I smile.

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i know of no crow

Posted on June 1, 2016 by nosuchthingasastraightline

i know of no crow with a website. and so I love them all—our occasional meetings from atop a lamp-post, the ragged cry that pierces the day. silken black coat and matte- black beak. Too big to lift, but lifting

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