hiatus

Well, there has been quite a hiatus on this blog. The poems aren't coming easily anymore. It's all a bit discouraging, but I guess understandable. There are big transitions going on. I recently left Oberlin to return to New Orleans to work for the next eight months so that I can finish school in London in the Spring. Oberlin is a really special place and so is New Orleans but the incongruity is a bit hard to bear; but it's getting easier. Hopefully I will have something that I am proud of on here soon.
Stay tuned, I suppose.

There's a poem here:

Russian prison tattoos are pretty incredible. Each of the images means something, is some sort of badge of status or fearlessness. I watched a special on t.v. once that went into this prison where, when prisoners died, they would cut off the skin where the most interesting tattoos were, and basically turn them into human leather and made a whole museum out of human Russian prisoner skin.

A lot of prisoners had tattoos on their faces. (In the third picture, the man has barbed wire on his forehead which means he is in prison for life without chance of parole.) But I remember something on that show about how there was a point when Russia decided prisoners could not be kept for life, so there were all of these men released who thought they would never get out, and their faces and bodies were just covered, making them this almost untouchable and surely unemployable group of people.

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A poem from Cecily Parks

The Wish for a Field

Were I loved, I would be braver.

Here is a picture I took at a Ring of Honor wrestling show in Philadelphia a few summers ago. I just remembered and I like it and want to remember it forever so I'm putting it here.

It is Necro Butcher who was also in that movie The Wrestler who puts staples in Mickey Rourke's head and gives him a heart attack.

Our Bodies Our Selves III: More Diagrams

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Our Bodies Our Selves II

Some more collages from Our Bodies Our Selves.

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Our Bodies Our Selves

Some really awesome scans from Our Bodies Our Selves and some poetry collages I made out of the book too:

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Freaky weird