June 25, 2008
to Eric
A bridge of smoldering macadam from curb to curb, the air heady and saturated with gasoline vapor. The boys jump through air shimmering thinly as the setting sun at the horizon, with every leap the rubber soles of their Reebok Pumps growing gooier. Girls with long bangs and french braids squeal, breathing heated antics [...]
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June 17, 2008
[audio:http://www.thebutteredslice.com/squid/mp3/Wake.mp3]
I wake–it seems I had fallen asleep
On watch at the top of the hill.
I think how as the sun has set,
I’ve lost my own shadow in the Earth’s.
The day has moved it’s face
To look upon the fires far away.
From there, the last of the news that we heard
Came as rustling of the trees in the [...]
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June 12, 2008
Four creative scenic photographs taken at a location near an abandoned chicken farm on near the shore of Utah Lake.
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June 5, 2008
[audio:http://www.thebutteredslice.com/squid/mp3/Adrift.mp3]
(Give us a listen, do)
When I was a little kid
Riding in the car,
Sometimes I’d look to see
No hands upon the wheel.
No parent in the seat,
Nobody to slow it down,
Strapped too tight
To reach up front
And take the wheel–
I hope we stay on the road.
On my first day of class
I opened my front door.
Southbound birds and falling [...]
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June 4, 2008
Another new contributor, Acheté, my brother of the sterling tongue, has joined The Buttered Slice. Excellence in poetry and language are his; he wrote the piece below, titled Gravity. We’re thrilled to have his gifts at our disposal. Please read more about him at the Contributors page.
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June 3, 2008
Gravity is the security tether
That lets you let go of the grass
And gaze open-handed into the abyss
Of sun, moon, stars, and empty space.
Gravity is the shifting illusion
That says, of the wandering zenith,
“There! There is up and not down!”
And masks, with unfathomable
But green-blanketed mass,
The vast co-wandering nadir.
Tell me, daughter of Eve:
How does it feel to [...]
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June 3, 2008
Each picture links to a full-size version.
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