hit n miss show. but where’s dan?

hit n miss practice

“…They fought so that this could be a country where every man would be free and equal. Huh! And that meant every man was equal in the sight of Nature-with an equal chance. This didn’t mean for one rich man to sweat the piss out of ten thousand poor men so that he can get richer. This didn’t mean the tyrants were free to get this country in such a fix that millions of people are ready to do anything-cheat, lie, or whack off their right arm-just to work for three squares and a flop. They have made the word freedom stink like a skunk to all who know…Being mad is no good. Nothing we can do is any good. That’s the way it seems to me. All we can do is go around telling the truth. And as soon as enough of the don’t-knows have learned the truth then there won’t be any use for fighting. The only thing for us to do is let them know. All that’s needed. But how? Huh?”

                              -An excerpt from The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers

the clouds lifted up swiftly

and the wind pushed the sun over the hill

rushing the robin across the way

heaviness of existence, the full sky above all of us

who are the outside feelers,

our houses know no claim on this land, 

not ever as much as the dirt under our feet

my sister in her state

old living room

seaweed mask

a nice jump

1/2 beers

 driving through washington