I have a new poem up today at everyday genius, its called Ten Girls from Albuquerque
Joseph Young is the editor for this month.
Its part of a manuscript called "On Ways of Treating Epilepsy in Wolf Cubs" which isn't really done. All the poems need replacing.
My leg hurts.
Today I bought a small hat.
My leg hurts.
I'm reading a review copy of The Insurgent by Noah Cicero right now
Its fucking good
His best yet.
Well done Noah.
I am going to write a review of it.
Monday, 23 November 2009
Saturday, 21 November 2009
Inside this
Yesterday I started a novel from nowhere. It is maybe halfway done now. It will be done by monday. This book is about something. I know where this book came from. Its raining.
Thursday, 19 November 2009
Pro-active Citizens Save Everything
Thanks to a bunch of sweet people and working some extra hours i have a new laptop. Above is a picture of a woman I took using the laptop when I went to a beach club for people who own this laptop. On her camera there are pictures of us practicing calligraphy and tickling each others eyeballs. She is no longer with us.My feet are hands my hands are ears my ears are wilting.
Here is an excerpt of FENCES now up at Abjective.
One day I want to be published somewhere where I can say "they publish a lot of shit there" but Abjective isnt one of those places. I want to do an annual list of shit things I have read. The shittest thing I have read recently is "A Thousand Splendid Sons" which is almost as shit as Hosseini's debut novel.
"You can suck my dick if you dont like my shit"
Thursday, 12 November 2009
Cough into me when we pass each other please
This is all I got. If you are writing a novel stop. There is no drinking water left anywhere. We are getting by on hallucination. Today we found film of a naked woman in grass and developed one of the pictures. The woman looked better in negative. And when your phlegm hits me we will be connected and the planet will squeeze smaller like it is trying to hold itself and failing.Monday, 2 November 2009
Create a blog. Motorise the bandwagons. Eat everything. Nothing moves.

don’t move, move, follow the well to feet, chew, choke, burn your toothbrush, leave, sleep, eat, shrink, close the door behind you, plane, are you german, no, idiot bitch, be naked and leap, roll through clouds, extinction, please never use your voice again, sit, sit, let sit, smoke on planes sir, not so small, never woke up, taller, stretched skin, sleep, miss, garden capitalist, this is my chair now, home, do we wait for some flowering, no, move, fly, flew, cant kiss tarmac, the tallest man on earth
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