Author: Tim
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Pine Bombs
With pine sap and flat sandstone rocks you can make an explosion in the woods, and when you’re 13 you really really want to. This gives indescribable joy to teenage boys, who like loud noises and seeing how things break or blow up. Flat rocks. Build a little rock house out of these, on the…
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Behold The Wondrous Way
The way of a moss on a stone.The way of a ship in a wave.The way of a boy with a girl. Now I’ve considered all these waysand made contention in my thoughtsthat all who sing beneath our sunand all who snore beneath our moonare just to be beheld, beheld in silence,silence of…
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I Am Among The Cows
Christmas Eve, 2020 Yes, cows do kneel at midnight in the creche,one minute panting hymns upon the Child,the next they amble back to pastures lit by starswho peer, a-giggle, over crests of hillsto spy into the shadowed stable for their presents. I am among the cows, I have believed.I have adjured the devil and his…
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Sketchbook: Hidden Deer At Glacier Ridge

Pen, watercolor, 9 X 12 cold press 140 lb. Grumbacher WC page.
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Holy Saturday, Morning
I can’t recount my movements.My memory’s milk-blurred,My corneas are blinked with milkand slurried milk and honeyfurs my tongue on wakingas I lick a bruise inside my thumb. My palm still feels a hilt.Along my brow I finda fingered cross in honeyand I find I’m born amnesiac,indicted, that I must have donethat thing that hurt that…





