Tag Archives: A Year In the Ideal, by G. Collins Lankford

Radiohead plays as I write in my new home

Radiohead plays as I write in my new home I love it here, pros out way the cons as much as the con is terrible the absolute beauty here is undeniable and now I have to shit I should of … Continue reading

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Home or Something: Big Sur, August 19th 2003

my second day descending Big in the Sur the cabin isn’t as small as I remembered and we found out there is no money for an addition, no biggie I worked yesterday my first day helped set up and put … Continue reading

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We’re Here!!

god damn my ass is numb and now I see some flowers such a place of paradise to line highways with flowers the way he flips me birds makes me feel so at home even though she’s there I manage … Continue reading

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Almost Like Crossing the Mason Dixon South to North

Palm trees and 3 hybrids I talk about myself too much four Acura’s and four pretty girls five women with short cuts in Toyota trucks with curly locks six down out of 18 Bud-mules seven of seventeen signs for Best … Continue reading

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47 Out of 50

3 hours max that’s all we have left meeting friends in Sonoma gunna have fun gunna rest glad of a safe journ out West wait wait we should pull over and help that man as we go speeding by and … Continue reading

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Yuba Dip

pulling in to another fill up further down the snake back 20 cents separates the gas pack so lines and lines impatient pulled a maneuver and caused a foray readjusted and pissed off an old lady she confronted and took … Continue reading

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Sad Goodbye

grinding through Nevada stopping for gas at Winihaha or Whinimecca my baby wrapped her arms around my neck as I supported her weight and I rubbed the stiffness from her spine as we were leaving I left my water on … Continue reading

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So Many Roads

Back cramped sitting fetal the flats and pudding hills salts and death, sagebrush and sun on our backs we continue across the Mormon paradise “God, could you imagine just living out here!” she said as I thought about being beaten … Continue reading

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El Royo Loco Pollo

drove too far last night there wasn’t a hotel in sight 400 miles of non-vacant spots finally ending in Salt Lake rots The Late Nighter Motel El Royo Loco Pollo owned by Koreans we lucked out total as a sex … Continue reading

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Crazy Woman Creek Road

she walked down to its shores water it almost evaporated as soon as it touched her skin a little hiss sounded the four dominant layers the horizon now besides here is there, further, even further and farthest consisting of concentric … Continue reading

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