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by: Sarah Cooke
Bio: Sarah Cooke is a first-year student at Naropa in the Creative Writing program with a concentration in poetry. She is originally from San Francisco and moved here from New York City. Eric Kiefer provided the piano accompaniment for this piece.
by: Daniel Staniforth
Luna Trick is the creative brainchild of English multi-Instrumentalist, Daniel Staniforth. Classically trained as a Cellist, Staniforth crafts an array of songs styles – ranging from Indie Rock, Shoegaze, darkwave, electronica, space-funk, ethereal, Alt-pop – to more widely experimental. This sophisticated one-man band act follows in the great tradition of Nine Inch Nails, Beck, and early Cure albums. His hybridized guitar style renders many different sonic colours, which are further enhanced by his willingness to explore various instrumentations, both traditional and innovative.
by: Jonathan Montgomery
David Foster Wallace [Thought One
He reminds me of my chief rival in Sarah Lawrence College Fiction Workshops Jed who shares the name of one of the Beverly Hillbillies but I assure you he dresses himself in suit and tie before sitting down to the typewriter me a ratty bathrobe and this is one of the many differences between us that could only be resolved by facepunching each week in front of our class intended to leave each other with bloodsquirting deformities… rules developed for the facepunching – before punching the other guy in the face you had to explain one of your differences and the other guy hadta yell out the words ME NOT as loudly as he could… I remember calling him gears and propellers a proud tetnis shot an IQ test craft manufacturing and cheese and I would defend myself as an immense conscience-less moon-bound bird a dish running away with the spontaneous… another rule was to have famous authors come to your rescue one week was billed as SuperFight his guy David Foster Wallace mine Jack Kerouac what kind of violent blows will be dealt? we grinned but instead they laughed and got drunk together and wouldn’t punch each other in the face how could a young writer understand?…
by: Sarah Rhett
Once sits facing a corner. He sews buttons onto shirts. From the shoot to his left, a gaping shirt emerges; into the shoot to his right, he stuffs the newly buttoned item. All shirts are white. All buttons are pearlescent. As Once buttons shirts, he says to the shoot to the left, “I hate shirts,” and says to the right shoot, “I hate buttons.” Once he finds a red button in the box of shirtless buttons. Once holds it between thumb and index finger, examines it: opaque with two holes instead of four. It is not shiny at all. Once does not notice the shoot to his left clogging with button-less shirts, and he does not shirt any more buttons from the box. Once he regards his red button.