six fragments

six small fragments
selected at random
from a nanotext

1.

He wrote in a journal on one of those dismal aimless afternoons in Portland. this coffee shop was his second choice: it had a sterile, clinical feel, there were no chess sets or wobbly chairs, it was …

on the journal, travel, plagiarism, burroughs, and the three steps.

Since that notorious trial in Constantine, I have felt a strong literary urge coming to the fore. My gift for writing is really coming to life these days. I used to have to wait, sometimes for months, for the right moods to write in. Now, I can write more or less …

first book

first book

Chapter

He wrote in his journal on one of his dismal aimless afternoons in Portland. The coffee shop was his second choice, his first plumb full. The cafe was sterile, full of glowing apples and start-up fanfares. There were Portland Mercuries …

bike01

He's out of the rain, tucked in a sleeping bag in a small tent beside the ocean. The waves crash while endorphines flow through his body. He'd biked most of the day, taking hills and watching the RVs go by. At the bottom of every hill he wondered what's over. "More …

nye

I'm riding in a car in the U district. Sam and I, half drunk, with Ed driving terribly because of his bad eyesight. His driving makes me extremely nervous, but I'm drunk and I don't care. I ask Sam's opinion of Hemingway and he says, "His prose is tight but that keeps …

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seven days with the ghost of jack kerouac

going and lost or alone
love sample shit record
our arcaneness and our world
is resigned to one will know
or control upside down

choose always to
relive the ways and
never change to socialize
echoes text thinking
and within language logic of

just step …

Luminous

Sunlight flickers, addictions press and the smiles of those I love have been less loving. Yet the thunks, smiles, and loud music of my house refresh me for I no longer have to be on my best behavior. Last night I slept through it all, Nirvana's In Utero cranked at …