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  • Asthmatic

    Lying static fuzzy station airy radio noise near ears you can hear late night bird spark ruined by caresses of the truth that your eyes want to love me and melt in pity at acceptance of circumstance dance with a… Continue reading

  • The Right to Live in Peace

    I am teaching a HSC student about Ho Chi Minh. On reviewing the atrocities on both sides, I can only have contempt for the left/right spectrum of autocratic politics, when one can imagine other directionalities and transversal connections and movement… Continue reading

  • Indestructible – Ray Barretto

    INDESTRUCTIBLE (Ray Barretto) When you get wounded in life, because you’ve lost beloved blood At that moment grab destiny in your hands and go straight ahead brother with the help of new blood When you feel pain in your soul,… Continue reading

  • Underneath the street, the beach

    Over your beach The black night fell a moonless night the stars had fled on arrival of mist the sea rocks the boats like a cot and trains of spume travel to the horizon The old night got dressed,  my… Continue reading

  • Snobby boho hobo

    Thank you birdman from http://www.lyricstranslate.com I’m a snob… I’m a snob It’s about the only fault I can stomach It requires months of toil It’s the life of a galley-slave But when I go out with the Hildegardes It’s always… Continue reading

  • Getting close to the fatal

    Killing… a now cliche term in the jazz community for sparkling performance. Swing axe or songbird, clear waters, muscle and immaculate communication. Worlds are borne, to get closer to death and to get stronger. The borders between love and death… Continue reading

  • The failed hero and the armour

    It’s a sporting life in The Lucky Cunt. http://resources2.news.com.au/images/2009/11/16/1225798/343910-armour-worn-by-ned-kelly.jpg Continue reading

  • How I lost 40 kilos and culos

    In mid-2009 I was in Buenos Aires. Sophisticated, neurotic and grandiose. More European than Europe which is something Europeans would look at in distaste. And that was just me! A beautiful culture and complex history of loss, guilt, whoring and… Continue reading

  • Back to Zero – good memories in immediacy

    when you are talented in languages, arts and sciences – you can also have a time when you don’t have to be “explaining a few things” (apologies to Pablo Neruda, homie 🙂 The siren is enchantedbecause she’s unwashed and  rebelliouseven on… Continue reading

  • Saying stuff to let you know things

    A poet wrote “to solely focus on social injustice is to praise the Devil itself” – wiser words than mine Continue reading