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Video Wednesday: Sane American Man

From Of Flesh&Blood& Proud Corruptions by Joseph Valentinetti SANE AMERICAN MAN Mary Brice with a brain like ice and icicle myth for hair a push-up bra a strange guitar and feet that went nowhere. We seeked the light in the … Continue reading

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Bananas Pears Coffee Meat Milk & Rye

Bananas Pears Coffee Meat Milk & Rye from Joseph Valentinetti on Vimeo. Bananas Pears Coffee Meat Milk & Rye Not all days but More than most days I despise poetry the all too often Transparency of poets’ Self-satisfied cleverness Better … Continue reading

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Video Wednesday: One Endless Day

One Endless Day from Joseph Valentinetti on Vimeo. Haiku x 4

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Video Wednesday: The Woman Who Lived Her Life Inside Out

[ylwm_vimeo]12974974[/ylwm_vimeo]   The Woman Who Lives Her Life Inside Out It doesn’t matter. She will find a way to forgive me. After she finds a way to Accuse me and a way to Establish my guilt She will find a … Continue reading

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Viseo Wednesday: Like The Rain

[ylwm_vimeo]12975272[/ylwm_vimeo]   Like the Rain She falls on me. Like the rain that wakes you in the middle of the night, slowly-gentle caress of senses first one at a time: the sound of the rain the smell of the rain … Continue reading

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Video Wednesday: Sane American Man

From: Of Flesh&Blood& Proud Corruptions [ylwm_vimeo]38665448[/ylwm_vimeo] SANE AMERICAN MAN Mary Brice with a brain like ice and icicle myth for hair a push-up bra a strange guitar and feet that went nowhere. We seeked the light in the black of … Continue reading

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It Is Night

(You can view the video, lower right) It Is Night It is night. I walk under the half-eaten moon. What is left of it is pocked & deep scarred by its devourer. My jailer walks with me shadowing every step … Continue reading

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