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Brett Stout

Brett Stout is a 34-year-old writer and artist. He is a high school dropout and former construction worker turned college graduate and paramedic. He writes while mainly hung-over on white lined paper in a small cramped apartment in Myrtle Beach, … Continue reading

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Ohio Ideals, Run and Never Look Back

The exodus,   of an obese flock from Baptist churches dressed as Johnny Cash live at Folsom,   steel corroded in nature as they lay dying on Old Bryan Drive east of Indiana red cometh the day rusted and ancient, … Continue reading

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Post-It Note Dissection: Present and Future

don’t forget,   the directions to nowhere white paper sits still in the corner black ink still in the printer phone set on dildo cigarettes lottery tickets that never won if four men build a wall in an hour how … Continue reading

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Poking Things with Sticks

I poke delicate ideas with a stick,   dreams of utopia slowly disappear with every fragile day it probably isn’t coming back but I hope it will,   I poke delicate ideas with a stick,   explicate it blow it … Continue reading

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