Was looking for something else and found this. We had to have cover sheets for test days and I always drew stuff like this for them. I remember one I had even earlier than this in middle school and it had a guy making a crazy face, pulling his hair, and a little bit of … Continue reading From my oldest extant notebook, early ’90s.
My thoughts burn with snow–the hazards of Alabamasummer haiku. Continue reading Little Billboards #4
the spine dry contoursa rattle on a dirt roadthe map of human life Continue reading Little Billboards #5
Originally published at Eunoia Solstice in 2013. Though not often, I have written commemorative poems. Composing this way can be stressful, but also inspiring. It connects to ancient traditions, to times when the bard’s song was a monument as important as statuary. The specificity of the audience, rather than the imaginary, amorphous readers that I … Continue reading From the Eunoia Archives: He was not for all ages, but for that one time!
Citrus Smokestacks(found poem–pg. 21 of Eric Schlosser’sFast Food Nation) The town out on the edge nicknamed “Citrus Smokestacks”had just sixty inhabitants. It was the last stop.Tourists and migrants jammed cheap motels.A local motorcycle club, “Airborne Angels,”celebrated families and small children and Marlon Brando. They supplied a new yin and yang. The Hunterwrote of shoplifting culture. … Continue reading Little Billboards #84
While my wife prepped for the upcoming school year, the kids stayed with their aunt, uncle, and cousins. Our 5YO has many opinions. She informed us that she was going to wear a fancy dress and high heels to her first day of kindergarten. She decided to make do with new pink sneakers, though she … Continue reading Letters from Camp Aunt Sissy
From 2013. Reed now has a website where you can see samples of his fantastic art, toy sculpting, animation, etc. Check it out! The first place I saw Reed Randolph’s work was on Instagram. Actually, I don’t know if I saw his own work or pictures of his weird, old toys first, but I do … Continue reading From the Eunoia Archives: An Interview with Artist Reed Randolph
A few years ago, I started reading St. Augustine’s Confessions and just put it down because it wasn’t the right time. A few months ago, I picked it back up and the experience has been much different. The voice of it just grabbed me this time. I’m interested in tracking down some different translations as … Continue reading Learning Love Late
Stephen McClurg 