does The Volta have a tumblr? their new ‘nsfw’ issue of Evening Will Come is excellent (monthly poetics journal - the word poetics used loosely, explored broadly, opening the field).
curated by Lara Glenum
Kim Vodicka near rhymes & cliche busters
Carina Finn’s & Stephanie Berger’s emoji translations
Steve Roggenbuck’s horse trample
Penny Goring’s evol
idk read it i guess. good stuff
poetic misspelling permanently carved into a granite public landmark
land’s end statue
san francisco, ca
i like this phrasing better although somebody probably lost their job
we have the right to film the police. they don’t like it because it may compromise their tyrannical authority or make them look bad, but we as americans have the right not to be censored.
the police need to be policed. all power needs checks & balances, and by capturing things on film there’s at least an undeniable counterweight against these seriously oppressive, racist, and fkn homicidal abuses of power.
cops may demand you stop filming, they may try to block you from filming, they may demand you erase your camera, and they may demand your cellphone be handed over, but they don’t have any legal recourse to do so without a search warrant unless under exigent circumstances. these circumstance are that a cop has a strong belief you are in the process of deleting evidence on your camera/cell, which clearly, you aren’t. they don’t have the legal recourse to delete the evidence that you have on them.
we can step away from the scene and continue filming.
under the First, Fourth, and Fourteenth amendment of the United States Constitution we have the protected right to film an arrest, or any duty of a police officer performed in public. in 2012 the U.S. Department of Justice made as much clear in the case of Christopher Sharp v The Baltimore City Police Department wherein it deemed a Baltimore resident’s constitutional rights were violated when officers seized, searched, and deleted his cellphone after it was used to record officers forcibly arresting Mr. Sharp’s friend. yesterday a memo went out to the NYPD reminding them that they can be filmed while performing their duties.
im just putting this info out there because a lot of people may not be familiar with their own rights and it’s confusing when a police officer - someone who can threaten arresting you, and is in a position to take away your freedom (possibly your life) - is coercing you to stop filming, or to hand over your camera, or erase that recording.
we have the right to step away and continue filming. we have rights.
I love summer but fuck
if you’d know that from my language.
from my language
you only hear apologies for broken plans, for not being there
where I said I would, when you wanted me.
sorry to all my friends
must mean Summer in some language
Summer in some language new to us sounds
like broken plans & quit jobs. Outlast a Supermoon
who speaks Summer
in selfish asshole; i miss you
in staying out all night
speaking Summer, straight to voicemail
to sounds of water breaking in the swimming hole,
because there is nothing in this swimming hole
Were school vacation embedded Dec thru February
all those years ago
we’d speak Winter on our private hill
of sled runners slicing packed snow
don’t wait up
when you make zines & your gf’s cat jumps on the desk while you’re brewing more coffee and their paw drags through your painted covers.
when you make zines & cut and tape the texts onto a piece of paper and there’s a cat hair stuck in the tape and you don’t have excess money to just scrap it all and start again so the cat hair stays and when you print it the cute damn cat is in every single copy forever. & that’s real.
& that’s as real as it gets. Publishing houses aren’t doing that.
make zines & that cat is real, as real as those words are to you and your imaginary friends
from Bad Bad(Fence Books 2007)
*i hate my shitty camera
A decent fucking
Earthquakes mount rush
like a scalping
Trickled granite cheek
Doom an orphan’s bob n’ weave
Until he trainhops a Thunderline
head west in rain
Like ecstatic dance, escaping
police. Last night
they circled him for defacing property -
chalk mark on metal
Something man to man
Fuck Yr Crazy Horse Pointing Too
& maybe a shaky bozo texino beside
you can imagine
The privileged feeling: slips
Through a heavy fine one death
& this morning faces
this murderous site, american burial
crumbling wild hillside