Five A.M, back and forth my mind goes. Words and days and thoughts and time, so much time have I prepared for what I'm about to write for a brief passage of time, now gone, done, drafted, posted. Nothing slows down for me and neither does it for you. We can try to be critical… Continue reading Waiting for another Sunrise. (Fixed Consciousness)
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Buy A Book Week. West Vine Press: Summer Travelin’ Book,Vol, 2, by Andrew H. Kuharevicz
Summer Travelin' Book, 81 Adventures in American Writing Vol, 2, by Andrew H. Kuharevicz.
Part one,Ten pages of timeless red Notebook that could be recovered after a Storm
"Now I’m riding the underground trolley back in forth in the Atlanta airport. In the most densely populated airport in America I’m the only one around, well except for night-shift workers, but they’re not on the train. I can imagine the kick that the federal security is having watching me walk around this airport like… Continue reading Part one,Ten pages of timeless red Notebook that could be recovered after a Storm
Unedited Desperation (written over two years ago in Chicago)
(A few weeks ago I was on a bender, dying, losing it. Now life is still a mess, but I've grown, become a better human. Loving. trying. Fighting not to lose goodness. When I wrote this I was angry. My eyes were burning from a war, the life, the constant war I feel I've been in. What… Continue reading Unedited Desperation (written over two years ago in Chicago)
What are we?
The sleeping world, and the end of the thoughts. What are we? What am I? These words are paintings of thoughts, of just that, of just there, of voices inside of our heads. Two days, gone. Today, gone. Still, gone. Writing brings back the insanity that I wish I still suffered from. In the basement with black and white… Continue reading What are we?
Adventures In American Writing 