Been chewing a lot of gum today. Chewing gum and thinking how I should probably submit something to Thirst for Fire pretty soon. But for now it's just the chewing.
There's a story of mine and an interview with me at PANK right now so have a look, friends.
Been feeling a shade dark and a shade stormy the last couple of weeks. It happens from time to time. Not much can be done. Truth is, I don't mind it too awfully much.
I tried to knock a squirrel out of a tree today with a rock but only grazed its tail. It was hovering about twenty feet above me, fixed on the limb, making strange rabid sounds. Its fur was ratty and the sound it was making . . . rabid, I tell you. Crazy. One cannot take chances and, also, I really wanted to know if I could take its eye out from twenty feet.
Yeah, it's mean.
Happy birthday, Carlton Barrett.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I Asked Leah Hampton Some Chaos Questions
Leah Hampton, the chimera herself, "sat down" for a Chaos Questions interview with me at Hobart . She is also the self-espoused Ho...
-
Between May 2010 and May 2011 my great friend and amazing author Michelle Elvy and the gang published compositions as 52/250 A Year of Flas...
-
I first read Rusty Barnes’ Mostly Redneck last year. My intentions were to write a review at that time, but, in all seriousness, I just...
-
Cowboy Jamboree just published a Townes Van Zandt-themed anthology. Here's who TVZ was. I story of mine called "Marie" was inc...
"After that the instruments became smoothed out carbuncles shaped like women, all curves and slick lacquer hanging off our bellies, humming and vibrating growths, added weight. "
ReplyDelete"We lived in the moments before the fruit was clipped, when my music might have been Morningstar’s pre-fall symphony.
If you crush yourself into someone else for long enough there’s nothing left to waste.
From a rat nest of carpet I lift myself beneath her and see the blur of jutting hip bones like a laser show. I wonder if she feels cold. I wonder if I moved to touch her my fingertips would become raw from sliding across the strings again and over again, searching for the notes until she smiles her toothless smile."
Really? I sunk into this piece and wanted to stay there. I wanted to to see her laser hip bones. I wanted to lick the rimmed plates.
Hellfire, that's good to hear! Glad it done that for you. I couldn't ask for more.
ReplyDelete