Month: October 2015
Funk as Drunk
“Scientific observers close to the events recount them as follows…”
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First Rule of Fight Club is…
My right hand knuckles are busted so now I’m typing like a test monkey. Hand swollen like a latex glove filled with water. Three out of five fingers won’t come apart and I’m pretty sure autocorrect just quit on me. I forget 90% of my thoughts before I can capture them because every letter […]
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Chattin’ With the IRS
I heard Curtis Mayfield was paralyzed by some sound equipment that fell on him when he was performing in Brooklyn. I heard he suffered from health problems after that and then died out of diabetes. Curtis Mayfield sang in falsetto. I heard Sam Cooke got shot by a hotel owner when he was wearing a […]
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this is how a memory goes
The Break Time I used to frequent right outside my old apartment is gone and I am sad because as silly as it sounds, I became attached to it while I lived nearby. It’s like that time my nine-year-old printer died and I wrote a eulogy for it on my old Xanga. I know, I […]
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Oragami
Prompt is Break Bend me. Fold me. Press tight. Not enough to break. Just enough to shape. Open me. Smooth me. Lick the crease. Repeat as necessary. Until the outcome is just right. There you go. You got it. Perfect. Good boy.
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