Archive for the “Uncategorized” category
At the Wallace Collection
by Travis Jeppesen on April 28, 2016
The floppy-titted multitude of holding on When pictures stood still and the mind had to make its own motions ——– orgy of dissatisfaction shows me yr ruler, the whistling baby – until time denounces itself – shadow of a planet’s (…)
New Writing II
by Travis Jeppesen on April 24, 2016
New Writing @ Exile
by Travis Jeppesen on April 23, 2016
The purpose of ALL writing should be to create an entirely new language every time one sits down with pen in hand. Unafraid of “asignification” (meaninglessness.) Because, like writer’s block, it doesn’t actually exist. (New language = new meanings.) (…)
Poem about the dryness
by Travis Jeppesen on April 22, 2016
Surface rumble is my fucker giraffe. To be an austrian so lightly. Can you touch/fall apart the sky? Oh to be bi. To fuck a goose and not be afraid. Aren’t you inside me not and then what the hell. (…)
Against Unity
by Travis Jeppesen on April 20, 2016
The world had its own ideas once, and now it has run out of them. This is why we love it so: it’s alive. An animal, to be sure, and lodged in the free-floating that is an apparatus we might (…)
New Writing
by Travis Jeppesen on April 13, 2016
The Green Ray
by Travis Jeppesen on April 12, 2016
Seagreen
by Travis Jeppesen on September 8, 2015
She wore a dadaistic dildo in her cooch that most men were immune to – but not I of the flying saucer. I have licked of the remnants that most mere earthlings are not politically savvy enough to taste, and (…)
Declaration of faith
by Travis Jeppesen on September 7, 2015
Standing up for a world I suddenly believed in – I found god in the back of my coat. The harshness of each moment rings an- gelic to me. Fuck death, Rodefer said.
Time
by Travis Jeppesen on May 11, 2015
Time: an essay-poem. At Gobbet Mag.
