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Encounters with Anonymous: Time Passages
Omar Willey pulls a photograph out of a box in his return to photography writing.
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Sunday Comics
So how can we be strangers? He’s got no personality. It’s just a clever imitation of the people on TV. A line for every situation; he’s learnin’ Sunday Comics tricks. Havin’ sex and eatin’ cereal, wearin’ jeans and smokin’ cigarettes.
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Haiku 65
I lie still…game breezecombs my hair ☯ I’m a poor host–some of my bookscan’t stand up straight ☯ Rain…?Or just windclacking the leaves? ☯ Slow July…water pausesin the sink ☯ Downtown Jesus…spiderweb,cheek to shoulder ☯ Lying flat…hoping to catchgalactic drift ☯ That gravel beach,instantly damp–dog…
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A World of Excuses: The Oregon Trail
Thoughts on postmodernism, fatalism, and community theater. A typical review from Omar Willey.
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Sunday Comics
All the Norwegians, man, you should see them out in Ballard looking soulful at the pines — and also the Swedes…All of the groovers came from Vancouver and some of them came up from Oregon, in case you don’t know. Viva Seattle Tacoma! Viva viva…
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Sunday Comics
Brukup, it’s Brukup, it’s Brukup, humble like we pon’ the come up! Don’t make it turn into troublе, ’cause we Sunday straight out the Comics!
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Sunday Comics
Happy to take the misery these Sunday Comics can bring to me; don’t like the look of this town — what goes up must come down. Character is lost and found on unfamiliar playing ground. “What in the world”/”get out of my world” Palaces, barricades,…
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