James A. Reeves
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Ohio

Synthetic tracks for the motorway.

Making an oldies playlist like it’s 1995 and I’m smoking clove cigarettes while speeding down I-75 to the Packard Plant or Saint Andrew’s Hall.

Journal

Acid Camp

Ohio. Sunset: 8:54pm. The moon is brand new, my computer gave me an eye exam, and Johnny Cash is growling “I See a Darkness” across 140 beats per minute.

Ohio

The hum of machinery you could see.

Another frigid and atmospherically pointless day without any snow. My brand new cassette tape arrived.

Journal

Echo

Tonight I’m craving the kerchunk of a rewind button and the ritual of scotch-taping the edge of a cassette

Journal

Texture

This morning I came across a stray photograph from my mother’s things, and something about it looks like a scene from a dream.

New York City

Blue

Why are so many visions of the future cast in cool tones? Blues and greys, whites and silvers.

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