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JOHN BARNLY: a memory
I was scroolling through the local news on my phone and I found the death of John Barnly.
The Memory Detective
You’re waking up in your car in a Target parking lot on a Sunday.
The Lasso
It’s nobody’s fault dad died on The Lasso.
The hidden library
& Her smile is like an old bookshelf after rolling out
Guided Meditation W/ Space Drug / Over a Vat of Acid
Down in the hollow, there are fifteen families, each of them in homesteads along the river in various states of disrepair.
Auditing Session
The helmet has been placed on his head. He’s been attached to the machine.
GOOD BOY, NOW SIT / GOOD BOY 2: THE HAND OF GOD
I was imagining being walked naked on my hands and knees like a dog on a leash through the town square when the mayor walked up to me.
Northern Feedback
Knocked-off at half-four and walked south in oblivion for a bit
Watching Cement Dry / Cab Shorts
When I was 16, I worked for the Peoria Park District
and I had to get up at 5 a.m.
Corpse by the Shore: A Memory
It is hardly bloated, its skin the pale blue-yellow of the bruised, abused cloudless sky reflected in the water; it is face-down, its gender imperceptible, yet my guess is male. No, female.