Typewriter Fox Studios

Deer Prints

It has been nearly impossible developing original language. Finding fresh explanations. Breaking new words to better fit old desires. Capturing the code of communication between...
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Where the Sidewalk Ended

Somebody lit the house on fire. It burns to this day. Even though I have temporarily retreated safely back across state lines. It is a...
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My Immortal

"Please, Fox. Don't let me fall." Her voice nearly broke in six words. She sounded small. Somehow younger. It was almost like I blinked. And...
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Sour City

I lost myself inside a raging night upon my return. And then I wandered the fringes of a sour city to help process the enormity...
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Winter Solstice

It was a beautiful and terrible day. Maybe it was the tired snow still blanketing a 517 indifference. Maybe it was the lingering resentments leftover...
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Where Did You Go?

Where did you go?  I screamed your name atop the graceful arch of the 421 bridge straddling two states. I called out for you beside...
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In Between Bender Blues

It takes a moment to gather bearings at the tail end of a holiday weekend binge. One fueled by poisons, pot noodles, and objectively questionable...
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Songs from the Fish Ladder

November rain shimmered bleak on broken "Five One Seven" asphalt. An agitated capital howled back in the dampness of oil slick reflections. Clammy concrete amplified...
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Birthday Funeral Part Three: The Typewriter

With a belly full of church food, and a head full of heavy static, this road weary fox slinked back to his room in the...
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Birthday Funeral Part Two: The Mass

*blink* "Where the fuck am I? Oh yeah. Indiana." *sigh* “Again.” It took senses a minute to congeal into coherence inside the darkness of that...
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