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Apr 2, 2014

scarecrow

I know the times of my shadows,
I know the splits in a day
Sometimes the skies are grey
like the wrists under my sleeves
I follow the line of a shadow, ever-pointing
I cast them in every direction, under glare
I am a straw body in a brown bag
When night falls I am a beacon and a sanctuary



Mar 27, 2014

Poetry reading at Model Projects in Vancouver, BC, Canada, 3/26/14

Hot-ironed for God



Mar 24, 2014

insularity

Easy, Vasiliy
Soft
Don’t die on me
Unbreak and optimize
Think not of mobility, how I will sleep at night
Easy, Vasiliy
How will I sleep at night
Soft
Easily, Watch



Mar 15, 2014



Mar 13, 2014



Mar 10, 2014

Are u pr6ud

Men who can see right through me
Tell that I’m just scared fuck you
Give me one example of a man using
his sensitivity for Good



Mar 7, 2014

image

Otherless Walls: Andrew Durbin on Bunny Rogers
Saturday, March 15th - 4:30pm
Queens Museum



Mar 6, 2014

(Source: sigh-handle)

self-addressed

Breach of contract
Yeah
I’ve addressed this