January 2012
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Watchmade a running video. pretty fun
December 2011
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tiny vipers. song dreamer
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their lucky day
the winter was approaching and kids were hunkering down under the wooden stairs that led down to the pier. squeaks from within the slits in the weathered planks eerily floated through the salty air and into my cruddy ears as i walked up and down the stairs throughout the day. the first time i realized there were people living under the stairs i was jolted and somewhat alarmed but, as the cold...
October 2011
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uncanny thing
waiting for the coffee to brew i sat groggy-eyed, wet from the rain in the starbucks next to my bus stop, patiently waiting. an odd couple with the looks, spirit and energy of the young waited in line and held hands; flirted. the girl grabbed a liquid fruit from the basket by the wall and drank curiously from the pouch. i smiled and thought pleasant thoughts about youth, love, and life but,...
September 2011
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July 2011
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pre-sleep ideas
last night as i laid down for bed i had a good idea for something to write about in my tumblr. now, today i can’t remember it. darn you pre-sleep ideas
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the sacred place between awake and asleep
it was a typical morning with high hopes, low clouds and a whole lot of french-pressed espresso stashed in a stainless steel canteen. i hit the streets not hard but, swift and methodical, basically mechanical. steady pushes of my legs, left then right followed by steady raises of the same legs, left then right propelled the bicycle between my straddle. i had a destination in mind and a vague...
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the hearts of animals
i immediately thought she was foreign. she was wearing a helmet and seemed out of place along the pier, contrasting against a sea of bros. spandex leggings - check, cycling shoes - check, reflective something - check, total, absolute awkwardness - check. later in the night i talked to her. she wasn’t foreign but, a shy cardiologist from pasadena who opened the hearts of animals
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a little too late
the run becomes less long, more familiar and understandably comfortable. i pass by great houses with much to look at, signs for slow children at play, mischievous housewives walking in the middle of the road with daughters donned in matching gear made for exercise. i stop to feel the fruit of a fig tree on a steep hill, imagining the day when they are ripe, hanging over into the sidewalk while i...
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for days
in the morning i gradually filter sounds through my eardrums. firstly, i notice the radio is still on faintly so i blindly stumble to the knobs and turn it down, off, then leap back to my bed to slumber. some unknown time passes and sounds of a dog’s bark alerts my senses, a rattle of a gate shakes me and by the time i am actually near awaking my ears are filtering in a symphony of...
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June 2011
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sensitive
as i walked into my bedroom i saw a megalithic black and yellow butterfly on the wall next to my computer screen. i put down my plate of portobello mushroom sandwich and asked my roommate to take a look at it too. it’s wings were satiny black-edged with minuscule hairs along it’s dark body. the bright yellow pools of design covered it’s wings in marvelous ways. i took out my...