"Fire is motion / Work is repetition / This is my document / We are all all we've done / We are all all we've done / We are all all we've done / We are all all defenses."

- Cap'N Jazz, "Oh Messy Life," Analphabetapolothology

Saturday, August 15, 2020

West Coast to East (and back again)

notes from my second (!!) move from California to New York, summer-ish 2012. left a Silicon Valley job to go to grad school out east, chasing love, running away from myself. i got this in a fortune cookie: "every man should seek to learn what he is running from, to, and why." notes found scrawled on the back of an envelope, stuffed into glovebox, to be rediscovered in 2020, as i start to think about moving back out West. everything [sic] Arizona: cool and green what is it a/b the Arizona landscape that makes the sunset so beautiful? N.Mex: coyote nights howling at the moon Vegas: oversexed drag show/talent show/circus freak Grand Canyon: layers of red, yellow, ocre, orange, gray like jell-o cake Sante Fe: trees illuminated with a thousand lights milky way fried egg and red/green chile Kansas: red moon lightning skies sleeping in the gracious shadow of a McDonald's parking lot Iowa: corn fields and crappy roads feeling tired of driving and missing home #writing

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