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The Sunsetting
The Sunsetting “Good night, and good luck” — Edward R. Murrow.Burning red and orangeare the colors of sunsetand the President issunsetting on television.Welcome to the twilightof the United States.Our monuments are giltin Krylon metallic goldand the Capitol has become an unbarred madhouse.Visit the New and ImprovedSmithsonian museumsfull of Beautifulest American Truth in the fashion of… Continue reading
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Homily
Do we need to shine black light to illuminate the blood? Look: it’s on your hands. Continue reading
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2025
On The Centennial of Benito Mussolini’s Assumption of Dictatorial Powers in 1925 let us string piano wire like holiday tinsel and hang memorial ornaments to resistance, dangle the masked fatigue green monsters by their ankles while singing the carol of the partisan, crack poppers heard round the world and wear paper tricorn hats of Lexington… Continue reading
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Reading the News at Breakfast
they break us like eggs to feed their insatiable hungerleaving us nothing—just their careless mess expecting us to clean up in quiet obedience it’s time to press theiruncalloused hands into the fire untiltheir grasping fingers sizzle like bacon Continue reading
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Shin Féin
Shin Féin, literally We Ourselves or Ourselves Alone, was raised as a cry and slogan my friend Ashley Morris on his blog after Katrina/The Federal Flood. He was the man who first said Fuck You You Fucking Fucks. John Goodman’s character in the HBO show Treme was based in part on Ashley. It was clear… Continue reading
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Savior on a Stick
Savior on a stick—nickel a pop &a penny each to the poor orphans from the soft hands of the most reverendmen in sharp suitsof Calvary, LLC Continue reading
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I Want A Cigarette So Bad
I want a cigarette so bad my hand trembles at the thought of the flare of the match. Fire. Smoke. Calm as ancient as frankincense, smoke rising up to the heavens. I want a steady hand so bad my stomach clenches at the thought of the meds paych’s pill nurses would push to calm my craving… Continue reading
About Me
Mark Folse is a provincial diarist and aspiring minor poet from New Orleans. His past blogging adventures included the Katina/Federal Flood blog wetbankguide on blogspot.com which David Simon told NY Magazine was one of three blogs that helped inform Treme, and Toulouse Street–Odd Bits of Life in New Orleans, which once outranked the Doobie Brothers on Google Search. His work has appeared in The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, The New Delta Review, Metazen, New Laurel Review, Ellipsis, What We Know: New Orleans as Home, Please Forward, The Maple Leaf Rag IV, and A Howling in the Wires (which he co-edited).
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