Art
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spitting through gnashed teeth,come demise or flood,my art, my soul, my flesh,it will matter,I am done being the ever pleasant,ever amicable,ever agreeable, good girl, I will not longer be the shadow, of the entity that seeded an entity,I am my own fucking person, If I want something, I myself will pursue,glaring, bleeding, sweating uphill,no more…
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You can’t spell C*** without UNT.
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I wrote three chapters of a new book last week. It was all I could think about. Then, in a miniscule microsecond fraction of irrelevant time, the spark fizzled. It’s a good thing I write these ideas down. This week, I assembled my bare-bones recording studio, and I played. I played and wrote. At one…
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Two weeks ago, I bought art rather than books at Texas Author & Reader Con. Last week, I bought art at a coffee shop show. Tonight, the frames arrived and we found their spots on the wall. First up: a print from Dallas’ own @ravennoirart made with freakin’ COFFEE!!! Next, my boys Smoke & Stack…
The Gonzo Wolf 