richard guerra reads a selection for you

Here's a video of Richard Guerra reading from his zine TalkHard at Co-Lab during our performance for E.A.S.T. 2009. Beware, little ladies!

Erin reads for E.A.S.T.

Hey chaps, here's a video of Ms. Erin Vaughan reading a poem during the Co-Lab E.A.S.T. performance of us Bohos! Dig it!

video from Co-Lab: E.A.S.T. performance

Hey guys, here is a video of moi in my Atticus the Four-Face guise, running about and reading poems at command. Check it out! More videos from the Co-Lab performance featuring Erin Vaughan, Richard Guerra, and Allyson Whipple, to come!

dream journal: finale!

Hey guys, how are you? Oh my, here's the last of the dream journal pages I've discovered. But I'm not so sure that Dr. Roethke isn't out there, even now, dreaming some more. Maybe he'll find you someday? Who knows?! Dig!

the dream journal of dr. roethke: oct 23

Hey guys, going out to Co-Lab tonight! See you there. Dr. Roethke might be there too!

the dream journal of dr. roethke: Oct. 21

Two days until Co-Lab performance...! Dr. Roethke has something to say about it...

dream lover

Hey people, so, again, come out to see me at Co-Lab on Tuesday. Whee! Woo! Here's another scan of some journal I discovered some time ago while riding a tiger. That Dr. Roethke is sure a dreamer. Dig!

the dream journal of dr. roethke: Oct. 17

the dream journal of dr. roethke: Oct. 13

Hey guys, I found this old journal the other day and thought I'd post some scans. Man, this guy had some messy handwriting. Accompanied with a drawing!

howling at the moon - parking lot

AAAAAAOOOOoooaoaoaoaooowowowowowowwwwwwww! Howl with me, fiends, blog revitalization begins today. B.O.H.O. c.o.c.o. Get on board friends, let's make some magic. And check out: austinnewblog.blogspot.com, too, because shit'll be dropping there too. Oh, and there will be a performance involving the Bohos at Co-Lab this November 17 (starting at 7:30) as part of E.A.S.T. 2009. Come on down, friends. And here's the damn video that finishes the 'howling at the moon' series.



text:
howling at the moon: parking lane


the car down there now reflects
the neon.

the objects speak but not in
reverence;
those that hear are
dolled up and
diving
in the streets.

ting an empty bottle,
make a smooth retreat to
a doorway.

the car thinks little of the
veranda of the neighboring
car port
and

the thin field of spiked grass
beyond.

snap an ankle;
howl at the moon.