A translucent mustard-stained chariot driven by a grass-puffing seafarer wearing a bouquet of white roses around his neck is waiting on the street of new night. He tosses his hair flop away from his eyes and my feet disappear. I…
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I was dancing in Bacchus’ Boogiers, my freak go-go troupe, at Portland’s Psych Fest a couple years ago. I really dug dancing to Plastic Crimewave Syndicate, so I scooted over to their merch table afterwards. I saw copies of Galactic…
1 CommentI am focusing my sentient salience on the greatest sandwich Saturn string-beans: a planet made of satin. I rotate around my gut, ping-ponging between possibilities which arrange themselves repetitiously I forge onward, waiting for the flash of light that will…
Leave a CommentWinnebago forest in Joshua Tree country… A sweat lodge for the spirit, special desert plants and special gentle animals with protective powers, like violet totems, vibrating under a naked night’s sky where all of heaven is exposed and glowing… Polaroid…
Leave a CommentNeptunian Rivellettes blue green sheen when I close my eyes I see red glowing from the sun the sunlight through my eyelids _______________________ Clown Casual Style: multicolored blue dream baby bopping through a light blue station wagon migration the mobile…
Leave a CommentSo mucho scrunch-faces olde before their time I’m still nibbling at chickweed but singing the song of Mugwort Oh Artemisia, riding in on a strange fingered fog wispy, delicate bells of moonlight the water at night. Nevermind the lightning, its…
Leave a CommentBaby pink block letters on bleached sea green, washed out turquoise Infinitous and from bare feet on wood floor that recedes from foggy dim to darkness Japanese blue linen strips of curtains hang with their strange straight weight fluttering at…
Leave a CommentMoney. Yeah… I crafted this spell to be incorruptible. The wording is very precise. You’re backed by your ancestors, guides, and highest self, there’s an energetic exchange you’re committing yourself to, and the choice to create a path. This is…
Leave a CommentI wrote a spell for Beltane this year. Beltane falls at the time of the Oak in the Celtic tree calendar, which is about the union of opposites, the combining of opposed polarities, and the personal integration of these aspects. …
Leave a CommentPoemsville is a poem rag created and curated by MWR. He collages for each poem and I give my design input. Each cover below is a clickable link if you are interested in downloading the issue (it’s free). I’ve included…
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