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Prince Picnic by Clint Burnham

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Prince Picnic
 
 
I told my father, I said, I am going to be a musician. He say magician no good. I say, why you magician no good?
 
Magician be gay. Woman be gay. Man be gay. Everything be gay.
 
He say you will I say how you think that. I am disappointed in you. What do you think you raised? How did you raise? You raised me. How can you think magic will make me not your son? Read more

Party Everywhere by Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

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Party Everywhere

by Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

 
 

"Sigmar Polke Rides Again", Collage, Copyright © 2014 Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

“Sigmar Polke Rides Again”, Collage, Copyright © 2014 Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

 
 
Party Everywhere
 
 
Swing your partner
Round and round
 
Go down swinging
 
Write your own ticket
 
Imagine civic engagement
as a party
 
Now dive into now
 
Action figure
 
RAZOR TONGUE
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Panic Attack by Michael Holme

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"Palette Of Light I", Copyright © 2008 Devin McCawley

“Palette Of Light I”, Copyright © 2008 Devin McCawley

Panic Attack
 
A spectacle of eyes transfixed by film
some third rate fifties black and white repeat.
Three minds imprisoned by the endless frames
are islands.
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Enigmatic Tweets of the Food Service Industry by Jose Padua

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Photo by Jose Padua
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Life is Now: The Art and Music of Michael Alan by Mark McCawley

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Life is Now:

The Art and Music

of Michael Alan

 

by Mark McCawley

 
 

 
 

“Mostly figurative, and based on the performances, the drawings here suggest an artist enthralled by improvisation. Alan’s thread-like lines are manically impulsive; they barely go an inch without detouring. Short, jagged strokes, tiny loops, and quick arcs make jittery, skeletal outlines of distorted human forms. Hasty daubs of blues and pinks wrap the frames with translucent skin while also conveying the blur of movement. Alan loves motion…”

-Robert Shuster, The Village Voice, Tuesday, July 20, 2010

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