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Friday Diversions :: 3/30/07 |
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Our latest installment of artwork and poetry. Check it out after the jump…
Quality Service in the Winter
Clean shaven and smelly,
big boots and drawn out shadows.
Small slips in the ice, fuel, slowly collapsing nihilistic ninconpoop nations.
My century of glorified twenties is in the middle and yet to begin.
I wish to collapse and rise again.
All my tooth jarring dreams making dead skin-
will keep me warm during the transition.
Be a blanket, a bath, or a shield.
Please leave your thoughts in the comments. Poetry, images, or other discussion is welcome!
Adam Tolland was born and raised under hard yet quiet circumstances in Toledo, Ohio. His one great childhood experience was winning a poetry contest at the age of ten with a work he swears was the result of divine intervention. He graduated from Northwestern University with a degree in Film and Anthropology and currently keeps residence in northern Chicago. The author of tens of thousands of pages of unpublishable personal liturgy, Adam attempts to follow in the footsteps of C. Olson, W.C. Williams, and Jack Kerouac when the suit fits. He enjoys sea glass, invisible pets, Jazz, and women at his own leisurely pace.
