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Friday, January 19, 2018
Wednesday, January 10, 2018
Cammalleri 13
While the sky cries for whiskey
and the cats in Newark recite collections of Rimbaud
The Pentagon had just outlined a new offensive in Afghanistan
War had broken
Love was in the air
While the quarter ounces of peace
were cremated
by princes and madmen
while the sky turned a pale shade of orange
They woke up in a leather boot.
Together,
alone.
Tuesday, January 9, 2018
Vekeria #11
Since light travels faster than sound,
people appear bright until you hear them speak -Anonymous
Monday, January 8, 2018
McCabe Week 13
"An even number, but odd for me."
Something my grandfather said that I think would make a great book title.
Something my grandfather said that I think would make a great book title.
Musante Week 13
What is the purpose of capital letters? Providing a marker for us to easily see names/places/sentences?
How do capital letters change our way of communicating?
do i even need to use them to make sense?
Wednesday, January 3, 2018
Center Week 13
the harvest moon looming above a dark, tree-lined street - or across the sky from a sunrise in the birth pangs of a new day