Archive for June, 2006

snowmen in cataluña

Friday, June 30th, 2006

Barcelona, Cataluña, España
So these two snowmen are standing alone out in a field together, a little bored. Then, one turns to the other and says, “Hey, do you smell carrots?”
A John Kofonow joke via Nick Fox.
All the longing in the tourist ghettos,
drinking and questioning,
little worlds wrapped in a big one.
We can’t afford anything and aren’t [...]

la mezquita

Wednesday, June 28th, 2006

Córdoba, Andalucia, España
The doves & the sparrows
dive, curve, sing
over narrow puzzle streets.
To be born here
is to understand the streets.
To have wings here
is to make the streets
your own.

españa venga

Friday, June 23rd, 2006

Madrid, España
Spring Winders. Nick Fox. Logan Phillips. Between us, everything. Before us, even more. Spain spreads out as a twisting desert, yellow and orange after the green burning of Ireland and England. A twisting desert, a desert having a bad dream, tossing and turning all through the day, trying to sleep as the sun [...]

Old. World.

Tuesday, June 20th, 2006

London, England
Kicking and alive. Ireland was good. Words to come in the July NOISE. Spain coming. A lot more soon, check back.
London Gossip II
They say if the ravens die in the fortress,
the kingdom will fall.
If they leave the tower, the same.
So first, modern paranoia–
they clipped their black wings.
Then, a postmodern twist–
birdflu spread across the world.
So [...]

foto california

Wednesday, June 7th, 2006

In California they say that someday everything east of the San Andreas fault will fall into the ocean. And then all the rest of us, from our new homes at the bottom of the sea, will be like “wow, we miss being able to drive to California.”
These fotos take a stab at summing it [...]

An American Poet in Cuba

Friday, June 2nd, 2006

First published in The Noise, mayo 2006
I’ve been in a Cuban house for five minutes when a commercial for the US Army comes on the television, which is playing in the background as we’re all huddled around my map, trying to figure out where exactly I am in La Habana. Turns out that somebody down [...]

I’ve Sold Out.

Thursday, June 1st, 2006

As the 2006 tour winds down, a glance at the infamous Merch Crate tells me this: it’s been a successful trip. Over the last two months, 8,000 miles, five states and 30+ shows, I’ve sold out of every single bit of merch that I had. After two printings and over 400 copies, the book Sun [...]

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