Posted by ericlawpoetry in Poetry. Posted by ericlawpoetry in Poetry. Blood, gold, trees and a fucking black star. I rise like dirt- I am that black star;. Constellation-blocked, my mind is cosmos. I am the spilled blood of the fore-fathers. I am the deeper meaning of energy;. No power to the people. We live in a light-constipated attempt. My words are foul;. There is a generator at the end of the tunnel.

Tuesday, March 27, 2018. Doh Entries database is down. To see three months of entries. The most dangerous misconception in the world is that life is a zero-sum game.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011. Thursday, July 14, 2011. What have I been up to in the past few months since last I posted? The rest of the time I have been getting my studio into working order and printing. I have made my first CMYK process prints, and have been printing everything I can get my hands on, from aprons, and t-shirts, to book covers, and paper. In addition, I have got my buttonmaker going, and I am making all kinds of buttons.

I write because i rock. Thursday, November 28, 2013. Found this old unpublished forgotten post from Austria. LOOK AT THE LAST PHOTO. Sunday, November 17, 2013. When I was an infant we had a kitten named Sasha who slept in my bassinet with me. 12 years later she died in my arms.