There is an Angry God
But that doesn't make it your Angry God
There are days in every week
There are sayings and doors and all manner of vestibules
There are diamonds balanced just so
And rocks that will guide you home
There are helpful birds and hateful birds and bitter birds
Dead deer carcasses on the side of the road
Highways everywhere
The sun, the rain, everything green
Today and today and today and today
Get a grip on anything and tell us you are here
I am here
I am here
April 4, 2017
April 3, 2017
Found Desk Poem 4/3/17 (Opening Day, Camden Yards)
Thanks to Ryan Walker
We did what we had to to make the sound we needed
We climbed the sunshine
We forgot our names
All things much open outward and upward or die
Stack up the day where you can see it
Everything is the first here
Everything is dipped in the moment
Everything is in the book and by the book
Like what you heard about Inuit, we should have 40 different words to take us from want to need as the sun sets on bedroom communities across the land
Somewhere someone is praying for something
Say goodbye to the things that brought us together
We did what we had to to make the sound we needed
We climbed the sunshine
We forgot our names
All things much open outward and upward or die
Stack up the day where you can see it
Everything is the first here
Everything is dipped in the moment
Everything is in the book and by the book
Like what you heard about Inuit, we should have 40 different words to take us from want to need as the sun sets on bedroom communities across the land
Somewhere someone is praying for something
Say goodbye to the things that brought us together
April 2, 2017
I Don't Want to Waste It
what's the matter what matters it doesn't matter
to who to his is great greater sounds
the world warped and warded
on as in onward in as in inward inland inlet integers and then the magic parts
set the pins up
sign in vs. sign on
certain cities and certainty
celebrate and celebrations
certain cinders
because one thought won't line up with another
and the sun still sets
to who to his is great greater sounds
the world warped and warded
on as in onward in as in inward inland inlet integers and then the magic parts
set the pins up
sign in vs. sign on
certain cities and certainty
celebrate and celebrations
certain cinders
because one thought won't line up with another
and the sun still sets
April 1, 2017
Look Closely Looking Too Close
All the sounds in all the places
Meet up with what's what or
Walk into a bar or what have you vs.
Even though even while
The things you burn when you're cold
The things you take with you when you take
The things the things the things most of all
That which when something
That core that if if when withdrawn
That that which when which do you see see
Oh say
Oh say it ain't so
It's spring and even the puddles are drowning
Look to all the excuses laid out to the horizon
I say coast, you say potato
Let's go get ice cream
It ain't gonna get any better than this
Meet up with what's what or
Walk into a bar or what have you vs.
Even though even while
The things you burn when you're cold
The things you take with you when you take
The things the things the things most of all
That which when something
That core that if if when withdrawn
That that which when which do you see see
Oh say
Oh say it ain't so
It's spring and even the puddles are drowning
Look to all the excuses laid out to the horizon
I say coast, you say potato
Let's go get ice cream
It ain't gonna get any better than this
Location:Jefferson Ave,Towson,United States
March 18, 2017
I've Been Writing Everyday This Year
Less so here.
But here for instance (I don't know if that'll work).
And I've been writing more on a laptop keyboard (though I wrote all this on my phone) and not always just posting straight-to-blog like this piece I workshopped at Gin & Ink back at the beginning of the year that I had been working on for a while and submitted to Babe Press who I know have a website but I can't find it proper right now so there's their FB... and now realizing I went right from that workshop to submitting it late that night.
And I'm not going to pretend for a second that I'm getting out a ton re poetry and writing right now -- but that day was super helpful and it was a Ink Press Productions to Babe Press in 12 hours kinda day and that's all Baltimore and people being up to things. And that poem will come out in that mag along the way and it's all witchy.
And I'm working on something else for Infinity Kitchen. Also not typing-to-posting-to-here... and again that one is largely written on my laptop (but only after a bunch of failed somethings written on my phone that I'll cannibalize into something else some day).
And I've been writing a D&D module, too. A side adventure in Justin Sirois's INVERT world and playtesting it with friends which has been a blast and eye-opening and invigorating as a writer and an experience-maker. Playtesting a game puts your sense of audience as a writer on a whole different playing field. And I got to name a boat "The Loving Boulder" which might be the worst boat name ever. And embracing my inner nerd which sounds whatever, but really is tying a line back to my past where I read a lot of that stuff and didn't have a crew to play with -- I was that RPG nerd... at 8 and 10 and 14. But FTR it made me SLAY at the myth stuff whenever that floated into lit classes.
And I'm writing morning pages everyday because I believe in that, but those are private and I'd say they are "just for me" but they are barely that in the way you'd normally say that. Morning pages for me are about exercise. Like athletes staying limber. But also the way athletes learn new things about their craft when they work out or practice. (Yes, I am talking about practice, Allen.)
So I'm writing a ton right now. Even if life is busy and up to my eyes at times.
And robots are very much on my mind. And the way the world is going right now -- which has been whiplashy and then some. And the new job is still new and of course a lot of a lot.
And we did TOAST at AWP in DC and raised a bunch of money for Writers in the Baltimore Schools AND had a great time doing it and I met all kinds of great people, including a partner-in-bar tending-crime-for-the-evening Sam Slaughter. And I'm not going to namecheck everyone that made it all possible and made it wonderful so please forgive me that laziness of typing this morning.
But I'm keeping on. And I have no idea why I'm putting all this here and now.
But hey, in a couple weeks NaPoWriMo will start up again (April 1, naturally) and I'll be putting poems here everyday again, so there's that.
And would you believe me if I told you that all this was written pretty much the same way as all the poems? Except with link-looking-up.
Be well.
But here for instance (I don't know if that'll work).
And I've been writing more on a laptop keyboard (though I wrote all this on my phone) and not always just posting straight-to-blog like this piece I workshopped at Gin & Ink back at the beginning of the year that I had been working on for a while and submitted to Babe Press who I know have a website but I can't find it proper right now so there's their FB... and now realizing I went right from that workshop to submitting it late that night.
And I'm not going to pretend for a second that I'm getting out a ton re poetry and writing right now -- but that day was super helpful and it was a Ink Press Productions to Babe Press in 12 hours kinda day and that's all Baltimore and people being up to things. And that poem will come out in that mag along the way and it's all witchy.
And I'm working on something else for Infinity Kitchen. Also not typing-to-posting-to-here... and again that one is largely written on my laptop (but only after a bunch of failed somethings written on my phone that I'll cannibalize into something else some day).
And I've been writing a D&D module, too. A side adventure in Justin Sirois's INVERT world and playtesting it with friends which has been a blast and eye-opening and invigorating as a writer and an experience-maker. Playtesting a game puts your sense of audience as a writer on a whole different playing field. And I got to name a boat "The Loving Boulder" which might be the worst boat name ever. And embracing my inner nerd which sounds whatever, but really is tying a line back to my past where I read a lot of that stuff and didn't have a crew to play with -- I was that RPG nerd... at 8 and 10 and 14. But FTR it made me SLAY at the myth stuff whenever that floated into lit classes.
And I'm writing morning pages everyday because I believe in that, but those are private and I'd say they are "just for me" but they are barely that in the way you'd normally say that. Morning pages for me are about exercise. Like athletes staying limber. But also the way athletes learn new things about their craft when they work out or practice. (Yes, I am talking about practice, Allen.)
So I'm writing a ton right now. Even if life is busy and up to my eyes at times.
And robots are very much on my mind. And the way the world is going right now -- which has been whiplashy and then some. And the new job is still new and of course a lot of a lot.
And we did TOAST at AWP in DC and raised a bunch of money for Writers in the Baltimore Schools AND had a great time doing it and I met all kinds of great people, including a partner-in-bar tending-crime-for-the-evening Sam Slaughter. And I'm not going to namecheck everyone that made it all possible and made it wonderful so please forgive me that laziness of typing this morning.
But I'm keeping on. And I have no idea why I'm putting all this here and now.
But hey, in a couple weeks NaPoWriMo will start up again (April 1, naturally) and I'll be putting poems here everyday again, so there's that.
And would you believe me if I told you that all this was written pretty much the same way as all the poems? Except with link-looking-up.
Be well.
February 12, 2017
What the Continuation
One button, two buttons, three buttons, four.
Mathematical perceptions-insights-intentions meet constant awe and unintentional gendered preference, some say. Then photography and all its chemistry and Marie Curie and all her hands and countless other stories countless because we forgot to tell them and remember them and write them down but we're not done.
Bright eyes the thing not the guy, good lighting, turn of the century wall paper, wall hangings, low-slung couches and other couches, too. Piles of things surrounded by piles of people with piles of thoughts.
Views from high places.
Street-level views.
360-degree photography and shoot I don't have the degree symbol on this keyboard because that little circle woulda been perfect just there.
Sunday is in motion on the edge of the edge of the edge. Carbs are a good idea at times like these
as in, Eat 'em if you got 'em.
Mathematical perceptions-insights-intentions meet constant awe and unintentional gendered preference, some say. Then photography and all its chemistry and Marie Curie and all her hands and countless other stories countless because we forgot to tell them and remember them and write them down but we're not done.
Bright eyes the thing not the guy, good lighting, turn of the century wall paper, wall hangings, low-slung couches and other couches, too. Piles of things surrounded by piles of people with piles of thoughts.
Views from high places.
Street-level views.
360-degree photography and shoot I don't have the degree symbol on this keyboard because that little circle woulda been perfect just there.
Sunday is in motion on the edge of the edge of the edge. Carbs are a good idea at times like these
as in, Eat 'em if you got 'em.
Location:N St NW,Washington,United States
February 7, 2017
The Things I Would Say
I mean the noise
I mean a taste in your throat you just can't run from
Baggage claim, ticket stubs, the bad kind of Saturday morning however rare it is or was
Motion on top of motion on top of motion
And then friends all around
No. No.
Tuesday
I mean a taste in your throat you just can't run from
Baggage claim, ticket stubs, the bad kind of Saturday morning however rare it is or was
Motion on top of motion on top of motion
And then friends all around
No. No.
Tuesday
Location:Seabrook Rd,Lanham,United States
February 6, 2017
I Mean
So many of me
So so many of me
So many of you
So so many of youz
Your hair
Your car
Your diamond rings
You're real
You're there
You're what you mean
The weather, the weasel, the westward wind
The winches, the witches, the when you win
My friend Taylor
My friend Justin
And then Houston and New Orleans
There's something
There's nothing
That's what I mean
So so many of me
So many of you
So so many of youz
Your hair
Your car
Your diamond rings
You're real
You're there
You're what you mean
The weather, the weasel, the westward wind
The winches, the witches, the when you win
My friend Taylor
My friend Justin
And then Houston and New Orleans
There's something
There's nothing
That's what I mean
Location:I-195 E,Hanover,United States
January 25, 2017
What You Take Where
Animal husbandry picked winners and losers
What happens on an island stays surrounded by water
A flag can bear any number of messages
There you go again with your Scottish trumpet down the only road I've ever known
A seed, a water bear, certain fungal spores
A wind, the tides, polar drift
My kingdom for a Prince?
Whatever happens from here vs. whatever
Whatever ever after
Watch it bend around the atmosphere
Watch it break and you'll be waiting a long time
What happens on an island stays surrounded by water
A flag can bear any number of messages
There you go again with your Scottish trumpet down the only road I've ever known
A seed, a water bear, certain fungal spores
A wind, the tides, polar drift
My kingdom for a Prince?
Whatever happens from here vs. whatever
Whatever ever after
Watch it bend around the atmosphere
Watch it break and you'll be waiting a long time
January 23, 2017
Again the Sun, Always the Sun
Give me battery life
Give me cheesecloth
The perfect pour
The interrupted huddle
Hidden driveway signs
Sign language line of sight
Fact: treads wear
Fact: tastes can be acquired
High fidelity recordings
Fields frown into the distance
Drizzle paving the way for fog
Country roads ebb in the brush
Don't worry the marine layer
You will be home before you know it
Give me cheesecloth
The perfect pour
The interrupted huddle
Hidden driveway signs
Sign language line of sight
Fact: treads wear
Fact: tastes can be acquired
High fidelity recordings
Fields frown into the distance
Drizzle paving the way for fog
Country roads ebb in the brush
Don't worry the marine layer
You will be home before you know it
January 22, 2017
Is this app working yet?
I haven't abandoned this blog. It's just my standard posting utility crapped out and I've been searching for what's next.
Still been writing.
Been doing a lil bit of Instagram poetry-posting in the meantime.
Been thinking about transitioning all this to a new platform, but not so seriously.
Been busy with a new job and a hella buncha adjusting.
I'll get back on top of things and get this sorted.
Still been writing.
Been doing a lil bit of Instagram poetry-posting in the meantime.
Been thinking about transitioning all this to a new platform, but not so seriously.
Been busy with a new job and a hella buncha adjusting.
I'll get back on top of things and get this sorted.
December 3, 2016
It's December Is What's Next
(I was away from here all November as I worked on a novel-that-became-a-novella-to-be over here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ZLHWNsyWO5iRZ3NZfJynWRvQIIC4tuyVjhDkjKehHJY ... I don't know if that link is going to work, I'm a little limited here. Anyway it's good to be back to thumb-typing what with the novel-now-novella being mostly finger-types, but true to form I snuck some thumb-typed sections in there and it'll be interesting to see if I can spot the difference when I start editing in a few months. And it'll also be interesting to see what I do with it / about it if I can spot it. More? Less? As a device? And so on.)
Things change you
What do they call these shades that are translucent or semi-transparent or whatever like the opposite of black out shades
Haze out
Wash out
Filter
But "out" is the wrong word what's the word for "half out" instead or Quarter or 10%
You've used photoshop you get what I mean
There are those slides everywhere
God bless the Bronx for what they did or wherever else the cross fade came from
Who gets there first vs. who gets there the loudest vs. fuck all y'all
Hands in the air like like like
Heads nod like like like like
I don't know what you need from me and I don't know what I need so here we are as in here comes 2017 like whoah
Apple blossoms? Rain gaps? Fantasy everything?
Press accuses careerism while forever forevers ever
After which after who after when
I mean, who that which. Which because. That this that there.
Pause-breathe, think-exhale, smile-double, step-step like snap.
Things change you
What do they call these shades that are translucent or semi-transparent or whatever like the opposite of black out shades
Haze out
Wash out
Filter
But "out" is the wrong word what's the word for "half out" instead or Quarter or 10%
You've used photoshop you get what I mean
There are those slides everywhere
God bless the Bronx for what they did or wherever else the cross fade came from
Who gets there first vs. who gets there the loudest vs. fuck all y'all
Hands in the air like like like
Heads nod like like like like
I don't know what you need from me and I don't know what I need so here we are as in here comes 2017 like whoah
Apple blossoms? Rain gaps? Fantasy everything?
Press accuses careerism while forever forevers ever
After which after who after when
I mean, who that which. Which because. That this that there.
Pause-breathe, think-exhale, smile-double, step-step like snap.
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