Description of co-interview project with j/j hastain and Aimee Herman   j/j: I was interested in opening logics and philosophies re writing, gender and identities. As the gorgeous and self-propelled rogue that Aimee is, I thought we might be able to make durable, a conversation that would enhance current socio-cultural discussions of the above stated. …

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by: Brandon Arthur                                       ***                                 ***   BIO:  Raised in the flatland of central Illinois, Brandon Arthur moved to Boulder, Colorado …

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Description of co-interview project with j/j hastain and Aimee Herman   j/j: I was interested in opening logics and philosophies re writing, gender and identities. As the gorgeous and self-propelled rogue that Aimee is, I thought we might be able to make durable, a conversation that would enhance current socio-cultural discussions of the above stated. …

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by: Daniel Dissinger I don’t know exactly where ideas come from…It’s just a matter of us figuring out how to receive the ideas waiting to be heard.  -Jim Henson-   I have often wondered the same thing about ideas, about daydreams, about sudden static shocks; where do these sharply infinite and microscopic spaces come from?  …

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by: Caren White

550 miles to go And I tell my radi-o Oh! Talk static to me! Fuzzy, unclear And I cannot hear The sound of music Radio out of range I hear silence for a change No traffic jams or busy streets Just hills and a lonesome highway No street lights to guide …

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by: Daniel Dissinger

“It’s such a wonderful challenge to try to design an entire world…I love to feel I’m doing something     for the first time.” -Jim Henson- …and because I am here    for the first time    the world isn’t even ready to embrace how delicate our bodies will be    can we begin to even …

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by: Christopher Barnes

  Capital Punishment Belie the brain, spirited, About to vault. The clot in your wits is terminal. A gaping duffel bag On electroscope meter Retracts your bodily acquittal. Whose undertaking is it to swab Blood from your nipple? Who to evangelize Southern conventions? Was it a gatecrasher Installed the dispassionate camera, …

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by: Thom Cannariato

I was an American boy mama I marched down wall street shouting into empty telephone cans, at cats tucked in monkey suit sit back in office chair. Chairman with bigger capital with a capital “C”. A bloodless revolution, a witless abandon Shouting slogan into sewers and garbage cans. But Oh! Mama …

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by: Daniel Dissinger   I am sitting in front of this computer screen and I want to write something very profound for the 90th birthday of Jack Kerouac, but I am having a lot of trouble.  Search.  Look deeply.  Think…cars, roads, music, nothing.  Think…somewhere there might be a house where a family sits to eat …

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