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jR

I am bound more to my sentences the more you batter at me to follow you.

About Me

"You forget [...] we are standing [...] watching this creature on the ground which is me."

give me critique or give me death: 's all about dialogue, people.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

real artists. alive or dead.

Heroes:

polymaths. your parents.

My Blog

remainder, there is so much left unsaid

sentences:  we implement the elemen ts    of our speech                 &nbs...
Posted by jR on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 04:30:00 PST

Lonely

Across the Drive from Rideau's rapids, arranged along the roof against the L in Loeb, as though brick were bluff or lazy student were lion philosopher king. The Slav in him dances a sombre variation...
Posted by jR on Sat, 05 Aug 2006 07:50:00 PST

epiphano mediocritus (for all the untold stories)

leading the v off the water, c limbing, banking, coiling back and dropping  -  legs out, ungainly, he adjusts flap by...
Posted by jR on Sat, 05 Aug 2006 07:51:00 PST

BTO lost their Rush after I broke my Tragically Hip

We put together our dignity, "i love fucking jesus baby!"  "what?" "it's in my goatee?" Hang your portraits of that still...
Posted by jR on Thu, 20 Jul 2006 06:27:00 PST

but in things

i fall in, easy, as quick as rise and leave - as fall out. for all that dies, how many are killed?  cl...
Posted by jR on Thu, 20 Jul 2006 06:26:00 PST

by a hair; a fraction of an inch

she lies face down unaware of her eyes (their use spine in stiches, a puddle of letters    eddies&...
Posted by jR on Fri, 16 Jun 2006 07:07:00 PST

at grey centre

it is to confuse right with duty: we must keep close watch of ou r tongues. slips is madness is excuse for solipsism....
Posted by jR on Fri, 16 Jun 2006 07:06:00 PST

constipation

I.  The Downward Spiral "in matters of the soul a priv ate man lives torn by inspectio and judicium" if everyone&nb...
Posted by jR on Sun, 11 Jun 2006 05:53:00 PST

prefixes of serve

what is it,            is this? windows do not exist and i scramble, semi-erect cra...
Posted by jR on Fri, 19 May 2006 07:14:00 PST

castalia

the clack of ideas glass beads spinning along strings were atlas so small, smaller                than words   (a shrug of pa...
Posted by jR on Thu, 18 May 2006 10:39:00 PST