Tuesday, July 21, 2020
Monday, July 20, 2020
A Philly Free School Anthology
Beyond just P.F.S. Post, an anthology of material, and catalog page, covering all aspects of what the Philly Free School has been, is, and will be, from 2004 to the present day, on out.
Thursday, July 9, 2020
Through the party in a dark, dreary mansion
Through the party in a dark, dreary mansion,
I chased her up the slick wooden stairs—
goblins repulsing our pouting & passion,
ghouls in a hurry to stifle our dares—
blue, spare bedroom in a spasm of anguish,
her clothes came off like rain-fattened mud—
both in a hurry, before we both languish,
Cheltenham sucking the life from our blood—
how can I say this is where I've settled,
trying to capture the pain of my youth—
fever & fear & despair in a kettle,
diamonds on parasites, burying truth—
poetry lives past the sky's limpid ceiling,
frequencies caught for a moment, & hung—
Cheltenham lived in a dungeon of feeling,
which I've made eternal, as Stacy's quick tongue—
I chased her up the slick wooden stairs—
goblins repulsing our pouting & passion,
ghouls in a hurry to stifle our dares—
blue, spare bedroom in a spasm of anguish,
her clothes came off like rain-fattened mud—
both in a hurry, before we both languish,
Cheltenham sucking the life from our blood—
how can I say this is where I've settled,
trying to capture the pain of my youth—
fever & fear & despair in a kettle,
diamonds on parasites, burying truth—
poetry lives past the sky's limpid ceiling,
frequencies caught for a moment, & hung—
Cheltenham lived in a dungeon of feeling,
which I've made eternal, as Stacy's quick tongue—
Saturday, June 20, 2020
Tuesday, June 9, 2020
In the studio off of North Broad
You don't connect it:
our lovemaking with
identity questions, any
more than my fingers
pointing at the moon
are, in fact, a kind of
moon, that can enter
your physical entity &
give you a new (albeit
brief) identity. I weave
in & out of you, in &
out of me, you don't
get time to say I'm this
or that, because how
can I be, being entity?
Sunday, May 24, 2020
Friday, May 22, 2020
A P.F.S. Post Anthology
A new way of looking at P.F.S. Post: an Anthology collection of what's on the site, year by year:
making sure we're backed up and moving forward on all fronts.
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