While on photo safari deep in the jungles of suburban Middle Tennessee, our guide led us to this primitive band of natives during their celebration surrounding ‘The Game.’
I step out of my tent and look up at the sky.
Gray, not smoke gray. Rain gray.
Rain always makes this job worse.
Emily stopped me in the hall in eighth grade
and offered me a blowjob. I declined
because I was terrified.
Belphegor, the disputer. The chief demon of Sloth and Laziness. He seduces mankind through the gifts of wealth and inspiration. Clearly this is a creature to be feared.
Burchett exacts his revenge on the Chamber president – right there in front of the Wal-Mart executives! Ben and the National Guard look for Old Sandy in the woods to no avail.
These are 30 photos I have made that together describe the wild mood swings of a hard hot week.
Serious stuff and other stuff regarding the site.
It is just me on my little island, waiting on the tide to come in. Waiting, in fact, for the tides to rise high enough to swallow my refuge of Ever-Rest.
In a museum, echoes are devoured by Navajo cloths and Renaissance canvasses. The broken walls are laid out in a maze to keep the patron walking, gazing, reading, admiring, but also to give the guards a tactical advantage.
Josh and Mike and I around the table, looking at Noblesville–
the phallic clocktower of the courthouse taunting the sky–
eating Hunan Chicken and playing guitars, non-concurrently
The first entry from Pat’s new regular spot.
The Great and Secret Thing gives up one of its own and takes in a new one all in the same breath.
Ben remembers when he and Coleman encountered Old Sandy.Tyler rents a gorilla suit to, apparently, get back at the Chamber of Commerce president. Ben and the mayor chat about Ben’s motives as the state guard arrives for the Old Sandy hunt.
You’re in an abandoned building in the middle of demolition. How can you not push the panic button?
The sky over the dented lip of the troop transport is just turning the color of an over ripe peach. We are all cold and cramped and covered by the thin mist of sea spray coming over the sides. I barely notice when the speakers click on and the prayers begin.
We pried back the floorboards with a crowbar, Dan removed rusted nails with his dad’s hammer. We would have dropped worms on his big sister,
The hunt for Old Sandy is approved. Tyler has a sit down with the Chamber of Commerce president who says “thanks but no worries” on Tyler’s attempt to block the hunt. This pisses Tyler Burchett right off. What will he do for revenge?!?!
A government building built by the lowest bidder in the midst of an upheaval is not the most likely place for beauty. Unless you know just where to look.
For her, painting is a way to slow down the ceaseless progression of time. When it is just her, the canvas and the paint, distractions are shut out and time slows enough for her to linger in that moment of creation.
Arianne disappeared halfway into the sixth grade, but we were never worried; I was the only one who seemed
to even notice.
The Overton County Commission is voting on whether or not to call in government help to search for Old Sandy, a Sasquatch. Ben and his buddy saw it one day while they were hunting. Tyler hates the idea and mayor isn’t sure but is following Ben’s lead.
