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three hundred and twenty six degrees: ‘at best…’

Tenuousness ~ Andrew Bird the way day (  f o l l o w s  ) night ~ and light (  d i s p e l s  ) darkness … Continue reading

August 22, 2013 · 1 Comment

two hundred and eighty four degrees: ‘blink once…’

Case in Point ~ Andrew Bird stare straight at the sun til it sticks in your eye ~ at the edge of the sky arms stretched open wide ~ the … Continue reading

July 11, 2013 · Leave a comment

two hundred and twenty six degrees: ‘dewy-eyed disney bride…’

Fake Palindromes ~ Andrew Bird Platinum, slips. Like a noose. Ring finger, heavy. A faery, tale. Wedding. Precursor, for a lifetime. Of hell. Trophy hunted, head. Sitting pretty, a gilded. … Continue reading

May 14, 2013 · 4 Comments