Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

faster pussycat Came too fast, arrived an hour early to a place I don't wish to be. Alive now, and awake for the first month in twelve, stepping out of my door early never seemed possible before. And as I kill time by myself writing to me, to you I must seem debauched, slothful, and self-absorbed. ...

Redecorating, He... Light filters in through a glass block façade. I drift in, out of the rain, into the sauna that attention becomes when its perpetrators are drunk. I never liked seeing this. It's as if I become something less, by circumstance. But isn't that often the case? This is just one more...

A Touch of Sun Amateur transgressive act, to be lying out on the grass. Signs read, Keep Off, and gates are closed, but here there are men with fewer clothes. A touch of sun, and I am weak, hoping I won't have to leave. This unmown lawn, this flesh revealed. Welcome all: East Elysian Field. Where n...

This is a selection from my own collection of citified concupiscence (a/k/a self-indulgent prattling on coffee-stained journal pages). Chips and Eats This is how it is under trees when the leaves split sunlight, refract it as if there is an eclipse- lunettes reflecting off wet cobblestones. This is ...

http://www.xmere.com/forums/uploads/post_images/collagepoem2.jpg Transformation in Store Bombing, purging love of them, and the privileges... Where different males see a fascinating assortment, others claim that their body is Alternately funny, ______ not all playing. To expose how they got their r...

I have a better description of how to do this , but suffice it to say that you chop words (or sequences, fragments, clusters, etc.) from any source you favor--as quickly and without deliberation as possible--and reassemble them in more or less random fashion. I find it a good way to clear blocks and...