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February 21, 2017

            “All that once was directly lived has become mere representation.” – Guy Debord, The Society of the Spectacle

            During the hour before I woke up, I walked down the alley behind Don’s house....

February 4, 2017

            Telluride after eleven is hiding people.

            Walking from the engagement party now. The silence of the mountain night suggesting an hour outside of the clock, an hour so late it peels from regular time. But it's only eleven t...

January 28, 2017

            Jenna would turn out to be the best date I ever had.

            We stood against the wall in the dining room where the engagement party for my friends, Kelly and Chris, bubbled in full lather. Guests gathere...

January 23, 2017

            When you’re close to them, mountains take up, make up, everything you see. And what sky there is, is a measure of the mountain, a reminder that nothing exists apart from undying stone. Mountains are like the...

January 18, 2017

Telluride - 1997 

            She asked me, "Do you know who that was…?"

            I didn’t know, but I understood who she referred to: a tall man with a greying Van Dyke had been in the store just long enough to ask the clerk if she had a...

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Only One Witness Knows The Truth... BO CUNNINGHAM

November 21, 2018

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