Shinyribs
Music, poetry, memoirs, myth, collage, mirage, omnium-gatherum
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- Indexed issues, last 90 days
- 13
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- Sep 28, 2026
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- Aug 10, 2026
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Introducing The Rib Phone (opens the original)
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How’s The Night (opens the original)
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An old friend in Houston, Clint Broussard texted me, “How’s The Night?” Last night. I didn’t see it until this morning. Though Clint was just shooting the shit he got a story, a parable, a reinvigoration of life and its meaning. Sorry, not sorry, ClintHow’s The Night The night was an inner conflict of showing up to play a few songs at an old friend and … Read more
September (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedGoldfinches On Sunflowers 🌻 Tiny, Black and yellow in the morning Gettin fat on September seeds The drought drags on like a trailer of dead grass chained to a truck parked in the sun on an overpass at the exit of Lubbock and No Luck Even as Hope is lost the goldfinch frolics on the flowers A feast for birds between the hours Of Dawn and dusk Dis… R
Jesus Saves This Lane Ends (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published Jesus saves This Lane Ends What is the median width Of the average interstate highway lane? These chips are salty but they’re greasy Mama liked to say nobody ever said it was gonna be easy Looking at these lanes now as a passenger they seem more narrow than Texas But is that just my myopic wrangler predisposing riding and roping like west texas winds whipping the wilds with a swagger and a swig of ginger beer and whiskey-th
Groupon-Death Row (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI’ve been living in futures that never came or never come—from childish things to kingdom come The thoughts are there always But as soon as I seek to record them, shit goes wrong, the microphone doesn’t record, the camera cuts out, the phone rings, the Neighbor starts their mower, a Chihuahua is yapping, train whistle in the distance draws me out into the full buck moon—August 1st, the sweaty stumble from July into August, s
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