Poems and poetry as experiential art experiments, created by a dedicated core, sparking consciousness river, word slurry. A harvest of poems and creative thought from a creative collective cadre.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
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One thing that comes to mind from this CAPlowercase is how a worm bunches itself up and then thins as it propels itself forward. Word-vermiculture?
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