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A Moment

You’ve already outgrown a pair of overalls now covered in finger paints. But you don’t care, you are old enough now to climb onto the chairs that surround my kitchen island. Your eyes dawn over my laptop’s open screen. Without provocation you begin your assault. Your questions remind me of a college philosophy course stripped [...]

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Philosophy is a foreign language to us. A dead one. The harrowed phalanx that once blocked the path against countless hateful men of old, was flanked by a horse. Driven as fast as the wind by a new kind of master, Odysseus would blush. These beasts carried men on their backs rather than in their [...]

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The obstacle I don’t see. Don’t hear. It don’t do anything. The obstacle I justifies endlessly. The obstacle I answers joyfully, proudly. It don’t care It don’t feel. Not the obstacle I. It exists to pad changing forces of sweeping earthquakes called decision. The obstacle I makes sure you don’t drown in the boat you [...]

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Mr. M’s cat’s tail curls like a question mark and punctuates a body of work that begins with an Augustinian smile. It’s paw bats the black coffee the old man drinks to slake his thirst for imagination – the nectar of his operations. Mr. M drinks down slow soft suicide, the kind nature once provided, [...]

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Music Hall Heroes

Eighty people stir restlessly in a pit of a basement drinking cheap beers. Couples pair off in the back waiting for the main act under a maximum occupancy forty sign. The four live outside Worcester but work inside its city lines until night falls and another life begins. The two, whose vocals are bound like a double helix, share [...]

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The unfortunate truth for those who hide themselves behind ration relativism is that what they are really looking for is justification, for ethical orders, for a completely irrefutable fact amidst a sea of turmoil – they are looking for truth. Oh sure, like the sophist they can speak around this issue but they cannot hide [...]

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Through the steel rods of my prison I watch Scheerer’s queasy sky, Clarified by my glassed prism Until the phosephene nights arrive. A sign clepes the room “Ganglion’s Cell” An indiscernable series of scribbles Arc along the wall. Perhaps the famed Purkinje’s cave Image Or a poor relfection of one of his pupils. Prophetic emmetropia has rendered me [...]

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The incarned beauty rests reclined, her hemlock colored eyes Preparing for her test. Despite his recent arrest the horror of the loved and wise The incarned beauty rests. Alcestis’ blood pumping in her chest Her hands, resting on his thighs, Are preparing for her test. Unaware of the gathering guests and the unfurling of the elydoric skies The [...]

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