November 2010
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new outlet for passive aggression and...
buscemi starfish It’s a web-comic I just started as the result of a conversation with a coworker about starfish, starfish-position, apathy, expressions, and how they are all fundamentally interconnected. Not sure how frequently I’ll update it, hopefully at least once a week depending on how steady the ideas come in and the quality of the pieces. First one is up, it’s pretty...
I dreamt i was asleep in a white, rounded, claustrophobic space chamber of some kind. like a minimal, economy class shuttle pod meant only for travel, with the occupants in some kind of stasis. I woke up, and looked around the curving slopes of wall, and knew something was inherently and exceedingly wrong. I pulled myself sliding through a narrow doorway, into a larger common area. At this point...
October 2009
2 posts
slow the beating of these quiet fists
that feeling you get when something is overwhelmingly upsetting or joyful, and your heart feels like it’s flooding with blood for maybe the first time, each time that it happens. I’ve been getting that feeling a lot in the past few days, at first I had something of a bad reaction to it. Memories of molt, of feathers shed. He she or it died. So I let it come cautiously at first.. and...
September 2009
2 posts
assorted scenes from a movie
I’m sitting on a bench at the bus terminal, waiting. This girl in a green sweater with tired eyes but a kind of energy in her face walked by and stood a few feet away, occasionally looking over at me. I pretended not to notice her, vacantly staring ahead with my headphones on (my default). She does this weird thing where she shakes her head forward, almost like a metal-head, letting her hair...
August 2009
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