The Rough Drafts of Tiny MomentsSpeak to Me Tumblr (3.0; @jamiesueaustin)http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/<p>Many of you have been quite kind to me, so I don’t feel that it’s out of the way to make this request.<br/><br/>No matter how mad I am at my brother I can’t help but be upset that he will spend his birthday in jail this month.  He will likely spend two or three years in jail.  If anyone is feeling kind enough to write a letter please send it to Silver Jackson.  The jail’s requirements and address are below.  No need for a return address, just put “A friend of Sissy’s” if you don’t want to be known.  It would raise his spirits to get a few notes before he turns 29.  If anyone has overcome a drug addiction and would like to encourage him, I would consider it a great personal favor.</p> <div id="mainContent"> <p>To mail a letter to an inmate, please address it as follows:</p> <p>Inmate’s Name<br/>Boone County Jail<br/>P.O. Box 898<br/>Burlington, KY 41005<br/>(NO INMATE NUMBER IS NECESSARY)</p> <p>Items that are acceptable are as follows:</p> <ul><li>All printed materials must be mailed to an inmate through a subscription.</li> <li>All material must be paperback.</li> <li>No boxes accepted.</li> <li>No mail from other jail facilities.</li> <li>No polaroid pictures.</li> <li>No photos larger than 3x5. Limit 2.</li> </ul></div>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17571152302http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17571152302Mon, 13 Feb 2012 17:25:49 -0500<p>Pa put on his<br/>Sunday-go-to-Meet’ns<br/>hemmed and hawed<br/>and pawed<br/>at the tie—<br/>wearing a tie<br/>was like being<br/>hitched to a plow— <br/>he said.</p> <p>The pastor<br/>talked on the evils<br/>of tobacco and gin—<br/>said a tobacco farmer<br/>was as bad as the gin-runner<br/>for giving out vices.</p> <p>Pa fell back<br/>into the kitchen chair,<br/>stripped his tie—<br/>like a long dark leaf—<br/>and said:</p> <p>“My land is bought<br/>and paid for.  I ain’t<br/>gonna be no city boy’s <br/>mule.”</p> <p>and went outside to<br/>greet God in the fields.</p> <p>That was the end of that.<br/>He didn’t have to <br/>put on another tie. </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17377733787http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17377733787Fri, 10 Feb 2012 12:48:15 -0500<p>its that dream again—<br/>its evening and parents <br/>are coaxing their children<br/>away from the last bits <br/>of 9 o’clock sun—<br/>forcing them from monkey<br/>bars and tree houses<br/>into pajamas<br/>brushing teeth—<br/>the sun is too bright<br/>the children are restless<br/>the day is too long—<br/>then it dawns on us<br/>the fire in the sky is<br/>growing<br/>heat rising<br/>the all enveloping brightness<br/>does in the world<br/>with a last <br/>brilliant blast. </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17262133210http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17262133210Wed, 08 Feb 2012 08:01:11 -0500poetryspilled ink<iframe width="400" height="299" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D4deW5Okmr4?wmode=transparent&autohide=1&egm=0&hd=1&iv_load_policy=3&modestbranding=1&rel=0&showinfo=0&showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br/><br/><p>For the Doctor Who Fan whom is also reading Derrida tonight…  </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17245033886http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17245033886Tue, 07 Feb 2012 21:53:00 -0500“Derrida + Dictionary = Partial Comprehension.”http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17239425769http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17239425769Tue, 07 Feb 2012 20:20:00 -0500<img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyy7wvPfMP1qz5q4so1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>Stop telling me I ain’t got any.</p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17129991713http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17129991713Sun, 05 Feb 2012 20:53:19 -0500<p>people assume <br/>I should be ok with<br/>my brother taking<br/>the revolving door<br/>—<br/>but this time he’s gone <br/>too far<br/>too far gone for me<br/>to help<br/>or hope<br/>—<br/>five to ten <br/>then it begins again…<br/>when will he find<br/>his way back home?<br/>My son will be 18,<br/>our grandparents dead,<br/>the farm laid to waist<br/>by some developer’s<br/>bulldozer<br/>—<br/>I had a dream<br/>of him tilling the land<br/>coaxing up the sweet<br/>flesh of carrots<br/>from dense clay soil<br/>like I never could<br/>and we would put<br/>together the pieces<br/>of the family farm<br/>all our past, our future too<br/>and save our legacy.</p> <p>what legacy is there now? </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17124546200http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17124546200Sun, 05 Feb 2012 19:19:00 -0500poetryspilled ink<img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyy2lyShA11qz5q4so1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>By the way… I’m proud of you too.</p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17123370303http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17123370303Sun, 05 Feb 2012 18:58:46 -0500<img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyxbbynDPv1qz5q4so1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>PSA: If you see this person give him a swift kick in the balls for pissing off his sister.  That is all.</p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17090504604http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17090504604Sun, 05 Feb 2012 09:09:00 -0500<p>another mug shot <br/>to hang on my wall<br/>in the place where<br/>a family photo<br/>should be.<br/><br/>jerk. </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17048366991http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17048366991Sat, 04 Feb 2012 15:43:00 -0500poetryspilled ink<img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyvxkcHOws1qz5q4so1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>So… that’s what I look like.  If you’ve been wondering.  Though I don’t usually wear a bow tie.</p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17046789045http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/17046789045Sat, 04 Feb 2012 15:14:00 -0500<p>Words,<br/>enigmatic building blocks,<br/>arbitrary relational signs,<br/>designate the flower<br/>not a tulip, not a daisy,<br/>but create the rose from<br/>thought and sound. </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/16878052590http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/16878052590Wed, 01 Feb 2012 15:50:00 -0500poetryspilled inklit<a href="http://www.barefootreview.org/summer2012.html#jamie_sue_austin">The Barefoot Review: Summer 2012</a>: <p>Finally!  An acceptance letter!  I want to thank <a href="http://www.jasonteeple.org" target="_blank">Jason </a>at The Barefoot Review for accepting my submission.  And for being dashingly handsome.  </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/16863140184http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/16863140184Wed, 01 Feb 2012 08:57:00 -0500<p>i once had this dream<br/>that you backslid<br/>through my front door<br/>Henna-Red and smiling<br/>—beaming<br/>bright and White<br/>like laughter —<br/>sometimes i wonder<br/>if i dreamed it<br/>or just remembered<br/>a happier you </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/15696360347http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/15696360347Wed, 11 Jan 2012 19:46:00 -0500poetryspilled inkPoetry Slam<iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ahv_1IS7SiE?wmode=transparent&autohide=1&egm=0&hd=1&iv_load_policy=3&modestbranding=1&rel=0&showinfo=0&showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br/><br/><p>All the Places You’ll Go:  A perfect reading of Dr. Suess’ most influential work. </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/15469846325http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/15469846325Sat, 07 Jan 2012 16:32:00 -0500<p>because in my last days,<br/>when people gather to say<br/>last words,<br/>or make last amends, <br/>bring cake and pie,<br/>or don’t visit at all<br/>because my grievances<br/>were too great…<br/>I want everyone <br/>to reflect on the most<br/>simple fact of my life.<br/>I hated bugs.<br/>So, don’t bury me in the<br/>ground, if you remember<br/>me at all.<br/>Unless you hated me,<br/>then I implore you<br/>to remember that <br/>cremating<br/>my corpse is<br/>cheaper and caskets<br/>are expensive revenge. </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/15007684900http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/15007684900Thu, 29 Dec 2011 23:13:33 -0500poetryspilled inkcreative writing<p>Online Yale course in Contemporary Poetry.</p> <p> <a href="http://oyc.yale.edu/english/modern-poetry" target="_blank"><a href="http://oyc.yale.edu/english/modern-poetry" target="_blank">http://oyc.yale.edu/english/modern-poetry</a></a></p> <p>Someone shared it on tumblr today, but I can’t find the post now.</p> <p>Awesomesauce.</p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/14936247304http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/14936247304Wed, 28 Dec 2011 16:46:06 -0500poetryspilled inkcreative writing<p>Come over here<br/>and sell me a bottle<br/>of your best miracle-hope-for-a-cure,<br/>that makes me<br/>peppy in the morning<br/>pretty like Donna Reed  <br/>all my hairs in place<br/>none on my legs<br/>blush painted perfectly<br/>to match my lips<br/>healthy and happy<br/>smiling Crest white <br/>not a pain in the hip or a<br/>wring in the hand,<br/>not a chore un done<br/>or a worry on the brow,<br/>just one bottle of perfect-all-day,<br/>fresh mint flavor please<br/>I’ve got cash. </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/14904237544http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/14904237544Wed, 28 Dec 2011 00:41:58 -0500poetryspilled inkcreative writing<img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwwfaesgmQ1qz5q4so1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>Doctor Bronner’s Miracle Jesus Soap makes it alllllll… better.</p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/14903674328http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/14903674328Wed, 28 Dec 2011 00:30:14 -0500<p>I’m back,<br/>as if they ever left<br/>the microbes crushed<br/>under their feet<br/>their sweat evaporated<br/>and mingling with<br/>the atmosphere<br/>the carbon in their<br/>bones<br/>still leaching into<br/>the water table…<br/>No, we never really<br/>leave. <br/>I never ever left. </p>http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/14847079483http://www.jamiesueaustin.com/post/14847079483Tue, 27 Dec 2011 00:01:06 -0500poetryspilled inkcreative writing