poem - Vagabond |
Dedicated to Jenn, with refrences to Harryette Mullen's "Sleeping with the Dictionary."to my midnight vagabond:speak to me in polish, dinosaur, and red face mumblefrom your hiding place between warm b... Posted by Andi Kauth on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 11:52:00 PST |
hello, Chi*Town Daily News. |
From page to stage at Bucktown festBy RACHEL FINKELSTEIN published:Aug 30, 5:39 PM With her pink hair and school-girl smile, you wouldn't think that Andi Kauth has anything figured out. Within minutes... Posted by Andi Kauth on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 12:44:00 PST |
holy mindfuck, batman. |
i have 5 poems i'm writing on at the same time. right now. i wish i could show you all the little windows i have up. it's chaos. lovely lovely lovely.so besides those five i have a few more swimming a... Posted by Andi Kauth on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 10:46:00 PST |
poem - "felt up" |
she has to be careful when it comes to the gluing.every piece of felt has to beperfectly positionedin the exact place she imagined.felt is a tricky thing to work withshe told me.sometimes,when two pie... Posted by Andi Kauth on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 11:15:00 PST |
POEM - On Hope |
On Hopeyou can't touch it or buy it or wrap it up tight, but it's there just the same, making things turn out right. ~The Rescuers. the other morning,i spent two hours laying in bedtrying to create a ... Posted by Andi Kauth on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 06:21:00 PST |
POEM - "Lee's not color-coded." |
"lee's not color-coded."on the road, i've noticedthat some people are identical replicas of memoriesand i wonder if i'll ever seethe real you somewhere.eleven years ago, you were my counterpart.i neve... Posted by Andi Kauth on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 05:14:00 PST |
what a thing to wake up to... |
Wow. So, how weird is it to wake up to your face on the front page of the Daily Herald's "Neighbor" section? Insanely. I mean, I knew it was coming, just.. I don't know, this whole thing is a little s... Posted by Andi Kauth on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 09:04:00 PST |
poem - untitled. |
i always dreamed of flyingbefore i met youand realized the togetherness of walkingis as breath takingas brief moments of freefallduring turbulance.i will walk with you anywhere.... Posted by Andi Kauth on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 08:51:00 PST |
poem - coffee tables |
i used to be a coffee table.dependable to hold anything you gave it.the center of a circle of friendsalthough often times ignored.a place to put tired feetand old, fake christmas trees(was christmas a... Posted by Andi Kauth on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 08:47:00 PST |
poem - what can i say? |
what can i say about you now?i can't feel you anymorecan't make my skin rememberwhat it was to know yoursthere is no shadow of your embracewhich means it is high noonin the world of lost love:hot, and... Posted by Andi Kauth on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 08:34:00 PST |