Dean Brink

True East

Utrecht, Summer 2017 —for J.A. 1 Wheat horizons taper to roads as rice to mountains hugs runoff. The zabuton is just a pillow to sit on, nothingness just the Eucharist unplugged. I saw the boy slinking first and the board …

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The Swing of Things

Divots left to the weather a new etiquette to entertain a wait-and-see up to the dotted minute doing for others… then the marshal’s quip trail off and voice-prints queer the cameras—no one’s nuisance (par for the upset) before drying off. …

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