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DC Folks: Tonight! Columbia Heights. The Coupe. 6:30pm. Come hang out with me!

DC Folks: Tonight! Columbia Heights. The Coupe. 6:30pm. Come hang out with me!

Just had some breakfast. Truck-side.
Stomping Grounds

I don’t know.
Apparently he used to live here.
It doesn’t even have any grass.
And I haven’t seen one critter.
Right?

Stomping Grounds

I don’t know.
Apparently he used to live here.
It doesn’t even have any grass.
And I haven’t seen one critter.
Right?

We knew we’d be getting into that kegerator soon enough…
Road trip. Have plenty of snacks.
DC AREA / NoVA / BALTIMOREAs part of Eric Shonkwiler’s National Book tour, I’m reading with him in DC this coming Tuesday (flier above) and Baltimore on Wednesday.
COME HANG OUT WITH ME! 
In case you don’t recognize me in the above photo, I am the one who is the author of nothing. Despite this, I will be reading a few pieces of flash non-fiction. They are both about childhood. One is about hitting a friend in the face with a stick and the other is about snapping rat-tail towel whips on summer days around my pool. They are less violent than they sound (I think).
Here are the details:
Washington, DCTuesday, September 30th, 6:30 pmThe Coupe3415 11TH ST. NW
Baltimore, MDWednesday, October 1st, 6:30 pmArtifact Coffee1500 Union Ave, Baltimore

DC AREA / NoVA / BALTIMORE

As part of Eric Shonkwiler’s National Book tour, I’m reading with him in DC this coming Tuesday (flier above) and Baltimore on Wednesday.

COME HANG OUT WITH ME! 

In case you don’t recognize me in the above photo, I am the one who is the author of nothing. Despite this, I will be reading a few pieces of flash non-fiction. They are both about childhood. One is about hitting a friend in the face with a stick and the other is about snapping rat-tail towel whips on summer days around my pool. They are less violent than they sound (I think).

Here are the details:

Washington, DC
Tuesday, September 30th, 6:30 pm
The Coupe
3415 11TH ST. NW

Baltimore, MD
Wednesday, October 1st, 6:30 pm
Artifact Coffee
1500 Union Ave, Baltimore

Berries, Rasp.
Outweigh

we are waiting for the orange
clumps to outweigh
the green

Outweigh

we are waiting for the orange
clumps to outweigh
the green

Explosions of Wet

Are there explosions of wet happening in your mouth?

Explosions of Wet

Are there explosions of wet happening in your mouth?

Hung out with my friend Lela this weekend and we talked about growing up in Houston. We talked about Sprawl and Fitzgerald’s and the things we loved then. 

This would make a good soundtrack to that conversation.

Love the song.

Love the sweaters.

Love the Spanish Moss at the beginning of the video. 

Early Long
the shadows have begun an early long. and it is no coincidence that this weekend there was a nail-trim circumstance. rothko needed bandages and somma dat super glue, innit. we have seen these horrible things. the protracted dark is coming. the short sun is imminent.

Early Long

the shadows have begun an
early long. and it is no
coincidence that
this weekend there was
a nail-trim circumstance.
rothko needed bandages and
somma dat super glue, innit.
we have seen these horrible things.
the protracted dark is coming.
the short sun is imminent.

One of my photos made it to somebody’s actual physical wall! Thanks, Kristen! Honored to be in such a nice looking space. Happy to be so well hung.
Party at my house…
Dash

we are doing the dash between
this thing and this other
thing. three balls. a new
groundhog under the shed.
the storm of chipmunks
along the road. the words
to find. the documents to
fill. we have so many
goddamned projects. we have
so many things
open. every day we are
solving the problems
of time.
and meanwhile the patient
bush does its turning red.
and meanwhile the feckless
air does its turning
cool.

Dash

we are doing the dash between
this thing and this other
thing. three balls. a new
groundhog under the shed.
the storm of chipmunks
along the road. the words
to find. the documents to
fill. we have so many
goddamned projects. we have
so many things
open. every day we are
solving the problems
of time.
and meanwhile the patient
bush does its turning red.
and meanwhile the feckless
air does its turning
cool.

#tbt … In college, I used to play this piano at Harb’s Bistro on Friday nights for a free sandwich and tips. It had a great sound. A sound you would expect it to have. Tingy. Echo-y. Some keys fell flat. Others played the wrong note. Others didn’t play any note at all. This was taken on graduation day, which explains the effort I had made at spiff. Nothing explains the beard.