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A personal essay written about the photographs of Kendall Nelson and her book Gathering Remnants.
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TVs loom above the produce aisle, spoiling all the lettuce, let us be, let me shop in peace, or is it fair trade this trade in flesh, my due penance f..
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A poem about pie.
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He smells of blood and campfire, blue eyes shining water in the desert of his time worn frame. A gun hangs from his hip, mother of pearl calling out t..
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Written on a McDonalds bag after buying 39 cent hamburgers while homeless in Boise, ID eight years ago.
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This is the first story I wrote after I left school. I hadn't written anything but poetry for a few years, and I just sat down one day while waiting ..
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Pop Culture meets the body Politic
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This is a bit of a break in my usual style, in that it was based on the mood I had at the time and an event that happened that day, rather than stuff ..
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Talk about a short story..this one's only two paragraphs long. It's really more of a free write, a mental setting of the scene for a story I may or m..
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Probably one of the bleakest times in my life was living in Kuna, Idaho. I was fresh off the streets, and still essentially homeless, having been tak..
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