Author Archives: keithecho

Breaths of light, Blue wisp of wind and regale

Shadow of myth and murk ubiquity, light and dark adduce each other; recurse isolation impression (memory). Shake cup, click dice, clatter and quiver, perpetual present tense pirouette character caricature benediction recognition sequence hash (key) haberdasher block-chain archeology. [She bumps Seven … Continue reading

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GOP “Moral Values.”

To sum up GOP “morality” of the past week, what have we learned? Seventeen dead children need thoughts and prayers without intent to act, also known as vanity. Something for which alt-Jesus is well known, respected, and preached-love thy self … Continue reading

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A Whisper of the Whistler’s Ghost

Incidental memory, colored glass, fast focus five favor forever pharmacy. The fortress fluctuates–the final, final– last latitude of lassitude levitate laterally lend the lexical leer pear, (saucer snow milk melt) mirror participant prime dime (rhymes) deter disagree designates disappear disillusioned. … Continue reading

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By All Indications, She Arrived Intact

Blue-sky boulevard and green sea the one route (bus) glides interface, shivers, rumbles, diesel spent over miles, concrete, reflective paint. Asphalt ubiquity and texture, time In the lapse pluperfect (pre-past) mythos method enter intermission; pretense insects intersect intent, awhile underground … Continue reading

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It Always Starts in a Bar

Boat tail comic book angel(beta) summer into autumn treble castanets and silver under toe pistol plank the walk willow too fallow and too frequent barley bumps and bluster crisp pause through the window blouse, and wash out the anima mundi. … Continue reading

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I have chosen my side.

Some family, friends, and acquaintances may be upset with my anger toward the election outcome. That is okay. You are welcome to un-friend me, un-follow me, or re-group me. I will not be offended or hold it against you. If … Continue reading

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33 Wild Is the Wind

Joel dances with a clown who has long Raggedy Anne’s type hair; it’s a slow dance to a slow song, Wild is the Wind, recorded by David Bowie in 1976, and written by Dimitri Tiomkin and Ned Washington in 1957. … Continue reading

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