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Q: I’m always thinking of things before they happen. For instance, I  had this idea to stuff frogs, like real frogs, stand them up like people, put miniature instruments in their hands and cover them in a  coat of lacquer. Then I was in Mexico and saw someone selling those  same frogs. Am I a genius?

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Q: What was the first dirigible you made?

A: …methane extracted from Eastern Hill, site of first city dump of  Los Angeles… hybrid balloon using hot air and lighter than air  gasses… gas bags sewn from salvaged vinyl banner advertisements  along Huntington Blvd… unfortunate accident over El Monte

Q.When I was a pornoconsumer, those people just looked like fake enjoyment. When I was a war-consumer, all those people didn’t appreciate me killing them. When I was a vehiculo-consumer, I was trapped inside machines. When I was a lifestyle consumer, I saw a possum turned inside out in the street.

A. So?

Q. I saw a rain of fire from the sky, I saw buildings crashing on people, I saw avenues and streets split open and gush fire and water, I saw everything in the world very shaky, I saw the tsunami racing toward the city, I saw devastated countries and immaculate empty houses on hill tops, I saw people swept up with all the debris and discarded. How long does it take it take for the dirigible to get here again?

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Driving thru tunnels on the 110 lousy traffic where it backs up for the golden state 5 turnoff was not so interested when I realized that the bumpersticker ahead said GOD I was really curious when I thought it said COD

 

If you click on the translation link, for de la loza it has: the crockery. What the hell?

hmmm—she has secret histories, what secrets does this indicate?

those secret archives of hers – we’ll never know!

secret archives, backyard gardens, entire hillsides of east l.a., her influence grows like bees & hummingbirds

she’s everywhere and yet nowhere…. her influence is felt among all sentient beings in east los and takes over the coyote nights and the distilled mornings

hoo yip yip yip hoo di yip yip hoo

empty teenage lovers hangouts on top of the hills, invisible plaques on strangely familiar avenues, murals remixed into hallucinations that follow us everywhere, we won’t see her next one till it’s above us in the sky

or if we happen to find ourselves at one of her stoner-hill-top sites, it may appear amidst a haze of smoke – like an apparition of sorts.

a flock of birds flying over el sereno may assume her shape, followed by leaves difting into her initials

only to be quickly swept away by the boyle heights sky sirenas and the shape-shifting curanderas

and shadows flickering like a kaleidoscope remix of her reflection in store windows

but the hallucinogenic murals remixed in our psyche will forever stay emblazoned in our east los mythic mindsets

at the corner of eastern and huntington drive you have to back up from the intersection to check if the signage really says “sandra”

 

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