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Posts in Arts-Interdisciplinary
#JawnADay 2014-10-30 She reads thoughts as if printed from a telegram spilling from my ear.
#JawnADay 2014-10-29 In the final hours before the apocalypse, he resolves to sleep--the one pleasure he can imagine missing.
#JawnADay 2014-10-28
#JawnADay 2014-10-27 I cut to relieve the pressure underneath my skin--all the sin demanding sun.
#JawnADay 2014-10-26 Her name was a wish on the lips of a child learning how to speak.
#JawnADay 2014-10-25 Her ghost lingers in photographs.
#JawnADay 2014-10-24 My first memory is of a car horn, oncoming lights, a crowd screaming.
#JawnADay 2014-10-23 Her voice is an aria easing the dead into The Father's Embrace.
#JawnADay 2014-10-22 He Paints 1987--White Paint--On His Black Leather Jacket--I Suppose His Mother Remembers His Birth--I remember Summer--Video Games And Bulfinch's Mythology--A Season Of Worship.
#JawnADay 2014-10-21 He named his external drive G Minor Threat. #NerdWorldProblems
#JawnADay 2014-10-20 She holds a bouquet of flowers to her chest...
#JawnADay 2014-10-19 Everywhere I go, I hear a man snoring; sometimes I wonder if I am asleep and hearing myself in the dream.
#JawnADay 2014-10-18 She teaches, "There are three things that will immortalize your art: love, death, religion. For my art, I have fucked, killed, and now -- through you -- I will become a god."
#JawnADay 2014-10-17 For Halloween, he wears drag badly. People ask, "What are you supposed to be?" He says, "Your mom."
#JawnADay 2014-10-16 The lips, the teeth, the tip of the tongue; she constructs a beat from flesh and bone -- a holy beat for prayer.
#JawnADay 2014-10-15 He emerges from the lit curtains holding Prometheus's fire.
#JawnADay 2014-10-14 The man's shadow lingers at night in the dark.
#JawnADay 2014-10-13 He says: I recreate the scansion of my name -- every syllable stressed. I swing it like a battle axe; I become Arthur, Lancelot, Mordred.
#JawnADay 2014-10-12 He faces the oncoming train--realizes how simple it is to step right or left.
#JawnADay 2014-10-11 They asked everyone to sit in the front row; I refused saying that I am combating stereotypes.
