The one with the outdoor graduation party

The one with the outdoor graduation party

Those of you playing the long game might recall that my little brother, who has wanted to be a high school football coach since he was in short pants, entered MTSU as a freshman in 2006. Now, here we are in 2016, and after one heck of a bumpy ride, we are finally...

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poem: can’t touch this

poem: can’t touch this

As the artist set up his loops layering beats onto vocals creating his own backup being his own best friend and his own whipping boy — this young boy fresh faced and sheepishly grinning too young to call an artist with a straight face despite the truth of it — as I...

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pipe bombs

pipe bombs

(above) "pipe bomb 1"   Inspired by Jason Isbell's "24 frames" You thought God was an architect, now you know He’s something like a pipe bomb ready to blow And everything you built that’s all for show goes up in flames In 24 frames created at the EDCT's PaintED...

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too dry to cry

too dry to cry

"too dry to cry" oil pastels & watercolors on paper layered under acrylic on glass. created in EDCT's PaintED art therapy program.

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the one with no central air conditioning

the one with no central air conditioning

C and I are currently locked in a battle to the death with the house we're renting. This past spring, our landlord asked us if we wanted to buy it from her, but for various reasons (reasons that deserve their own post once I've let my rage dissipate), we're going to...

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eve ate the apple

eve ate the apple

"eve ate the apple" mandala art inspired by the new single from Josh Ritter "Gettin' Ready to Get Down" oil pastels & watercolors

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the one where #lovewins

the one where #lovewins

"Freedom of Intimacy is abridged rather than expanded by marriage. Ask the nearest hippie." Well, I am a happy hippie today, Scalia. If I am ever nearby, I will be very happy to explain to you how marriage has expanded my freedom, especially of intimacy....

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a poem: blue face red face

a poem: blue face red face

There are days when I can't shake it, that suspicion that all the world wants is to take things away. Days when only poetry keeps me in balance. Days when even the full, yellow sunshine of our star isn't enough, when the light disappears and I'm pulled too far into...

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the one where i’m trained to follow

the one where i’m trained to follow

It has been a spring full of travel. Thanks to the luxuries of a Southwest Companion Pass and work I can do from anywhere with a wifi signal, I've already hit Tampa, Dallas and Denver. Right now, we're en route west to Phoenix for two weeks of on-the-ground travel...

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the one with your stupid f***ing wedding

the one with your stupid f***ing wedding

If you're hearing strains of Carly Simon right about now, you are welcome to go ahead and assure yourself that I'm not talking about you, specifically, if that's what you need, because really I'm talking about everyone and no one at the same time. I'm talking about...

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