i am learning, right now, what it means to practice faith.
it does not feel like i thought it would.
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throwing art into the void
- circles... all the way down
- This venue serves as both medium and laboratory, an attempt to examine the shape of nostalgia and experiment with the contours of memory.
concentric circles
whatcha lookin' for?
"time is a scam"
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- good news/bad news
- twelve hours ago
- john/yoko
- Walt+Jache=_______
- what's for Munch?
- short poem written after a brief encounter with Lorca
- as i came down the stairs...
- changes
- geography
- yikes, tomfoolery, and procrastination
- Oppenheimer, NJ (1965)
- the strangeness
- (w)retching v. fetching
- blind man v. flibbertigibbet
- pointless
- taxi says what?
- faith
- untitled
- waiting to drown
- "what's going on?"
- "Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream..."
- (six) toeing the line
- one last tries
- the things not read on misty Sunday mornings
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