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To Be Soft You Must Become Hard
I cherish my softness. If I am not permeable and porous, then how can you get into me? And you have already sensed how very desperately I want you to break through my barriers so that I can feel you deep inside me churning and shape-changing in my gut as if you were my child…
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A Thick Current of Words
By Kevin Carrel Footer 20 DEC 2015 The blank white walls of the room are covered in illegible words. Totally. There is no spot that has not been written on. A madman’s ode. Covered in words like some cover their bodies in writhing tattoos, the walls are full of promise, cant, reproach. They make a…
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Someone Watching Over Me
by Kevin Carrel Footer In the midst of her Wednesday grocery shopping, she came up short when she saw the long black car roll by with the two men in it. It was the same car with the broken taillight that she had seen outside the restaurant two nights before, wasn’t it? She had a…
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Audience of One
by Kevin Carrel Footer 6 December 2015 NEW YORK – My truest writings are the ones I write to myself. As my reader, I am both stricter and more lenient than the real audience. I am quick to punish any lack of honesty if I pick up on something that doesn’t ring true in what…
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Words That Yearn to Dance
by Kevin Carrel Footer 29 November 2015 As this tour comes to an end – today we stow the van till our return in August – my thoughts turn increasingly to dance. The other night as I coiled the cables after our very last show with couples moving on the dance floor below me, I…
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The River Knows Your Name
by Kevin Carrel Footer 19 November 2015 I played a town last night that I once lived in. When I got there I saw my name up in marquee lights. I guess there’s a little part of everyone who wants to go back to the town you once lived and find your name up in…