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Fodder

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Jun 18 2015
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They are just as I found them edged in cinematic golden light. During a secret skate park tour one of two local Louisville veteran skateboarders propel forward with a natural gas over his brother who stands at attention in hightop Vans. He flies through the air from the deep shadow of the pool to the climax; flash. The feat burns clean like radiation. Bluegrass grew from the outer to the inner being during one extreme to another extreme. Fodder for my soul. The Western sun set over East Witherspoon Street. Here is a commonwealth of loving what you do twenty-four hours a day. […]

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Body Modification

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Jun 17 2015
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The decision is final once you sign-up for the U.S. Army like the ink incision across the contracted tricep and relaxed bicep muscle. The injection of Army green pigment is faster than the eye can see like the main rotor blades’ rotation. The workmanlike rush down the concrete bowl’s rim ambushes across the bodacious curves to the other side for air assaults that take the enemy by surprise. The hardcore wall riders explore like a scuba diver: how deep, how wide. The riders go like waves how long, how high. Groups of blue whales float in the ocean mural like […]

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Checkerboard

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Jun 08 2015
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The site is no longer here on Freeman Avenue and Anaheim Street; it has been demolished. The airbrush beautifies the city for function and form. It’s stripped of its loveliness: same day. Unless you look closer you’re going to see it as dormant.  Chase the rundown characters. The treasure in the trash. Pop the prim and proper with the thrasher. At the bottom of the blue jean’s inseam the denim cuts open covering the black leather sole technology. Shuffling and sliding steps across the platform; huff and puff. One foot over the other across the eight by eight checkerboard. The […]

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Rescue Mission

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Jun 07 2015
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The last of the lavender trumpet-shaped blooms have fallen. Jacaranda flowers like instrumental blankets have been crushed and mutilated by skateboard wheels. Like trampled wine grapes, the sticky residue clings to everything; spilled syrup underneath caterpillar shoes. The sun bleached the plaza like a parched cow skull as the riffraff rise and fall on ramps as high as rafters. Underdogs go after it. Salt rocks scattered into the wet concrete leave a buckshot finish. An orchestral arrangement aimed to shatter the cardiac casing, agape with a few stoked notes, indwells the Spirit to rule in the chamber. Those who listen will […]

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Gorton’s Shrimp Poppers

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Jun 05 2015
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Focused on Gorton, the sea captain coursing through rough seas stirred up from the sent wind and two precautious prawn skateboarders intently watching Juice successfully land a high-popped Ollie. It’s a bycatch. The trucks and wheels absorb the crushing impact like the shell of a sea turtle as two seagulls fly over his head. He’s got a newspaper edition tucked underneath his arm frozen in time. Read all about the instructions: heat the tray before serving. Juice rolls away clean because he’s used to this sort of activity from when he proved himself as a young boy who could jump off […]

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The Red Awning

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Jun 03 2015
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Outside the Loma Mini Mart on Ransom Street, ‘HC’ an infamous group of diverse and devoted skateboarders are parked on their skateboards were cars normally are paralleled next to the curb. They’re kickin’ back and enjoying each other’s company. The assortment of shoes looks like a row of ‘back to school’ customers at Foot Locker. Fitted with proper toe room, there’s room to grow. The green strip along the top of the convenience store advertises “Beer, Wine, Cigarettes, ATM and Phone Card”. These everyday items are first on the list. Expendables breed dependence. So close to going back. Do more […]

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Open Airspace

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Jun 02 2015
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The bitumen membrane crunched as Daniel charged off the rough roof. No questions were asked for the requested stunt.  His right foot guided the ollie, snug against the clean nose, as he propelled over the edge. The severe risk, like a home improvement project, was not a one time fix. Different things make people tick. There was no chance to lose your balance off of a ladder. Nothing happens by accident. Forgive our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. Freedom existed between the structure and the asphalt driveway: open airspace. He breathed the crisp air in the […]

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Grapevine

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Jun 01 2015
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Picking up Juice meant leaving Los Angeles and venturing through the steep Tahachapi Mountains of the Grapevine. The adventure happened during the cool of night not only to avoid traffic, but to converge into the stream of white light towards the produce that feeds the world. The pace seen from behind blurs like afterburners increasing the thrust to trust. Handling the covert mission would require a weekender to Portland, Oregon. The words of affirmation were delivered to me by Rick the firefighter while attending Luis Palau’s Next Generation Alliance Conference. Inside the hardcover journal I wrote what he said, “You’re […]

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He First Loved Us

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May 31 2015
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There’s another side to the “Board Heart.” You’ve got to hop the fence to see the “Grip Heart.” Not many can do it in a single bound. Now you’re in the interior. Sunlight conceived shade like camouflaged blades of grass. You’ll see the hard exterior like turtle shells and a beat only known with intimacy and rhythmic timing. They’re quick to snap when the contact mimics an enemy raid. Lord you’ve captured my heart, and softened my meditations each time you marvelously land on rough surfaces. Your picture melts it all down. There’s a place for you on an outdoor […]

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Petition Push

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May 29 2015
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Peach agreed to sign the petition. The drive continued down towards the bottom column of boxes. Do something. Please sign here. Laurietta King was one of the many who canvassed the 1st District in search of individuals who would join the humble request. Their goal was to rename the 14th Street Skate Park as the Michael K. Green Skate Park in honor of Laurietta King’s son. The Long Beach legislative body would ultimately decide whether or not this would be granted. The human hands have shuffled the paperwork and left fine prints. There’s unity between the beige stucco walls. Michael […]

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