Archive for July, 2012

prairie populous

i have no idea what we are entering into. i used to think I did. Now we’re preparing for this thing we can’t see and can barely start to hear the reverberation of in the ground. a low rumble, not even yet a roar. sometimes i find myself tapping my foot to it, without realizing. it’s as steady as a heartbeat. What happens? i feel almost revolutionary, but it’s unfortunate ‘revolutionary’ just means having fcking feelings anymore! can we begin something, together, in tandem? Daily living?

Unite, friends! we love you!

photograph by dp muller.