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This is by me, if you even care. Darren had dropped out of art school after just six weeks, but he still insisted on referring to everything as his “practice”. Practice Practice Practice, by Tim Hardy hobartpulp.com/web_features/p…

In the silences between our sentences we can hear the oranges dropping from the trees in the orchard — dull single thuds upon the mossy ground. An owl cries, and the watchdogs at the lodge grumble and shake their chains. — Lawrence Durrell Corfu

Do the Amish practice Inbox Zero?

I made a doc or series or whatever of the last poetry tour we went on, if you've got some free time check it out, youtube.com/playlist?list=…

'As long as ten people know a poem, it will live.' George Steiner

Got a few shows coming up next week in the midwest. Do you live near New Albany IN? I think that's by Louisville. Come hang out!

"It is at readings where the truth becomes apparent: either the person writes because they love it, or they write because they love thinking of themselves as a writer."

i wish i had the opportunity to go to readings. i don't think people understand how rare this type of event is in other communities. juliet escoria perfectly describes why readings are important to nurture and appreciate open.substack.com/pub/zonamotel/…

The comic title and opening of this poem are destabilizing - leaving you off balance just as Eric hits you with the central mystery. Go read it. Twice. Cranking Your Hog, by @EricSubpar @BurialMagazine burialmagazine.neocities.org/crankingyourhog

‘cranking your hog’ by eric subpar @EricSubpar burialmagazine.neocities.org/crankingyourhog

an honor to have the great @EricSubpar with a poem in burial mag. if you don’t know him already, you will. this is ‘cranking your hog’—yeah, haha, funny title. but seriously, read this poem. see below for l i n k:

Namaste, scribblers 🙏

boys be watching @doughboywrites doing his sun salutations outside his yurt, recharging his prose prana that's me - boys

someone should invent a new language that can't be understood by computers

“I was made,” I admit, “fabricated. But,” I tilt my head to one side, part my lips just so, “aren’t we all?” This is harrowing, and very, very good. samantha, by A.J. Brown @_jstwhore plathianurges.substack.com/p/samantha

Jim Harrison

Every Friday: can't wait to get my life together over the next 48 hours Every Sunday: oh no

Sigourney Weaver photographed with a Honda motorcycle in front of Centre Pompidou in a promo shoot for 'Alien' (1979).

Unless you want to be the one to tell Prometheus, my advice is to keep on blowing.