Month: January 2017

Three Poems

Fire Flies   Warm dusks on which the fire flies display their bright hormonal stars, like cold nights when the eyes of foxes burn through snow. Roasted sunflower seeds saved, like brown ticks, in a jar. The black rose bent on her stem like she’s buying a car. The tree standing shyly at the edge of the road like she’s earned a degree from an accredited online university. The bird perched on a weed, intoning like she’s reciting Shakespeare into the ear of a sow. The now and the now. The cow, chewing her cud in the far field,...

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An Interview with David Carter

David Carter paint portraits of artists, writers, poets, and musicians. Some are famous, others are outsiders. Some are notoriously gay; some not. He is a master at envisioning the scope and angle, the temperament and scale. He is proficient in color, tone, and pastiche. In most of his portraits, there is an aspect that feels unfinished, evocative, a shadow across a face, or vacancy in one eye. Often the subject is relatively expressionless, as if captured on canvas in spite of oneself. There is also mysticism apparent, and a spiritual quality to his work. This series is often referred...

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An Interview with Ron Kibble

Blood. Cum. Spit. These are elements that give Ron Kibble’s work the visceral immediacy that allows us entry to his work. This visceral gut punch precursors the profound reflections of the human condition. His marks are direct and universal and nonhierarchical. Instantly activating subconscious root chakra. Then with time we can move up  through our psychic energy centers and explode onto and back to the universal. The work is a primal kundalini yoga class of the highest caliber. — David Carter At what age did you start painting, or realize you wanted to be an artist? When I was...

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Clickbait Article: 10 Things You Didn’t Know About Being Decapitated:

  Scientifically, if you’re decapitated, then you’re dead. The severed head contains enough oxygen to keep it conscious for about 12 seconds after it leaves the body. One man’s account states that after the car accident, he saw his best friend’s face flinch in grief at the sight of his own body graduation-cap flung against the wreckage. Decapitation is seen as the most humane way to kill a person. That there is no dull ache any appendage remembers after its fall. So theoretically, it would’ve hurt me less to be beheaded than for you to leave. Professional decapitations were...

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The Altos’ Garage Sale

  A widow collects her life,   and the evidence of her spouse’s,          yet stacks of flannel shirts   remain, sleeves crossed in contemplation,   wingtipped shoes curved with the proof          of feet. From cartons cobwebbed in corners,   I dislodge gravy-stained linens from meals  forgotten, tangled wind chimes and their melancholy          song. Cradled among impossibly   narrow T-shirts, jeans paved with patches:    my vibrator swaddled           like a mummified baby.   I recognize it, of course.   Remember the afternoon in the drug store  ...

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