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Mission from Pit.. Climb into the Sky
A Book by
Jim W White
Travel across slums/ dustbowls/ deadly highways and epic valleys. Mumbai to Himalayan foothills.. chased all the way by western cynicism
jetstream fever
A Chapter by
Jim W White
Tin-can condor rattling hot and cold,sandwhiched by stars.. sky punctured by needles of light again and again.. Theground tattooed with electric vein..
In the grass..
A Chapter by
Jim W White
Snakes where I can't see them.. Deities in the dust Red spot.. not a rifle could end this bliss Messed-up & reckless.. love for the land Where..
Kicking up a bobbery
A Poem by
Jim W White
The night sticks on my window sirens through my corridors all my prisoners with yer chinese whispers listen up and be set free/ Be my loudhaile..
Evaporating in Waves
A Poem by
Jim W White
A great deal of upward movement today, Sky is open and juggling light. Until a night short passed, this went amiss; Lack of colour: water seemed ..
Honey Dripper Catfish Pie
A Poem by
Jim W White
Ingredients: 1 freshly caught sole of a daddy fish 1 mean Boss-man Viper, smoked 6 old guitar strings 9 dirty fingers 1/2 teaspoon voodoo ..
Messily Undressed
A Story by
Jim W White
For a night we talked bullshit admitted the falsity and scoffed. of course we talked about how we feel Lost Is a word that comes inside secr..
Cupid\'s Evil Twin
A Poem by
Jim W White
She hit me with a sucka punch my battleship was sunk "See you never clever-dick" and then she was on the run But the streets are..
Smokin\' an\' Lookin\'
A Story by
Jim W White
She looked at me As if to say, "Don't you know How I feel?" I lit a cigarette And looked Right back. Her eyes asked, "Do yo..
I can\'t get no..
A Poem by
Jim W White
How to get satisfied? Do I lie or lie down? Wind my neck in some And take what's coming.. How to make it real? Do I fake it? Forsake it, like ..
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