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  • lenten journal: performative
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    lenten journal: performative

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 29, 2022

    performative it seems like a cute reflex when a kid realizes they are on the stadium screen and they start to dance without the camera they would have stayed caught up in their cracker jacks or dreams of a foul ball but tell me there’s a chance my tweet could go viral and the dance…

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  • lenten journal: emotional support books
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    lenten journal: emotional support books

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 28, 2022

    emotional support books for umberto eco unread books were of more value than the read ones best for a library to hold what you don’t know reading is not conquest an exercise of trust page after page but what then of unreading the books that sit around in stacks or on shelves standing or lying…

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  • lenten journal: night vision
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    lenten journal: night vision

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 16, 2022

    night vision for Nathan Brown, Poet Laureate of the Apocalypse, on his birthday the moon was up before darkness fell round and bright like the Pixar lamp that turns and looks then it made room for a night-sky filled with tiny desk lamps casting light for one tired poet and another or maybe they are…

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  • lenten journal: evening prayer
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    lenten journal: evening prayer

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 15, 2022

    evening prayer the world is quiet in our town the moon shines through clouds as if God is under the covers reading with a flashlight I can hear no bombs or see any tracer rockets no buildings are burning no one has to hide to be safe I have done nothing to earn this quiet…

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  • lenten journal: biscuit king
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    lenten journal: biscuit king

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 14, 2022

    “No one cries over artificial flowers.”–Peter Coyote biscuit king by the time we moved to durham the biscuit king had ended his reign sunny side up was our breakfast joint in guilford till they closed down in charlestown collier’s market made the best cheeseburger sub evah I can chronicle my life in closed down restaurants…

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  • lenten journal: the grace of never mind
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    lenten journal: the grace of never mind

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 6, 2022

    the grace of never mind the oceans are rising the sky is falling I am careening through an obstacle course of obligations and overdue whatevers I have unread e-mail unanswered notifications unwashed laundry and unmade recipes everything’s important and requires my attention then there’s ukraine and war and washington have you seen today’s headline I’m…

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  • lenten journal: winter wonderland
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    lenten journal: winter wonderland

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 4, 2022

    winter wonderland I think winter gets a bad rap it gets blamed for the days getting shorter but that is autumn’s fault every day of winter is a little longer than the last yes, it’s cold but I like the cold it’s also chili and cornbread build a fire bundle up people ask if my…

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  • advent journal: alleluia
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    advent journal: alleluia

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 24, 2021

    alleluia advent this year feels more like a season of endurance than expectation as though ‘we made it’ might be a legitimate translation of alleluia in these days of distance the road to the manger seems in desperate need of repair who could believe that Christ could be born on a night like this the…

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  • advent journal: still tired
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    advent journal: still tired

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 23, 2021

    Over a decade ago–August 2009, to be exact–I sat down to write my post for the day and began this way: Somewhere in the middle of the afternoon today, I found what I thought would be the opening lines to a poem for my post: when they ask how you’re doing say something other than…

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  • advent journal: time piece
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    advent journal: time piece

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 21, 2021

    time piece The Long Island Sound faces south so even though I’m on the East Coast I can see sunrise and sunset over the water today they were only nine hours apart that’s all the daylight we got come back six months from now and that stretches to fifteen hours the days in between rocking…

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