-Fyodor Dostoevsky
Friday, August 29, 2008
10:45 AM - New Day
-Fyodor Dostoevsky
Sunday, August 24, 2008
2:31 PM - To Be Adrift
I cannot help but pick
out all the muscles in your arms
that surge like waves born underneath
the sea that flows as
all your skin, its current ever sheathed.
O, how my eyes protest and plead
to be immersed, held
as a serf to such fluidity;
a slave to all your brinish form
should steer me toward.
Just as the tides that stir in storms
o’er many months with wrathful aim
to cleanse the filthy
foam onshore do I desire to proclaim
myself absolved and pure, at last
one worthy but to
hear his name thus cast.
Monday, August 18, 2008
7:07 PM - Hilarity
An artful rendering of political consultant Bill Fletcher with daughter, Marshall May Fletcher, and son, William Burke Fletcher, III who, apparently, were both just told not to let anyone outside the family know what they are thinking again.
Original photography swiped from Bill Fletcher’s Facebook page. Photoshoppin’ by Wild Billy Givens.
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