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Futerra Couch

he red couch is the oldest object in the office. Other things are made to seem old, as this is the fashion nowadays. Neoindustrial lamps turn up at every street corner as do tabletops made of reclaimed wood. Still, nothing in the office owned space in the world beyond a few years, save the...

Futerra CouchCebo Campbell

Lesson

A storm sagged the June sky until it purpled. Wind moved the grass. A Field that stretched on until the earth curved and disappeared. They sat on the porch together, one rocking and one still. “What is it feel like? To be dead, I mean?” “It ain’t like nothing.” “Does it hurt?” “No. Burns though, like...

LessonCebo Campbell

Rhythm In Design Composition

verything has sound. Everything. A lesson learned the summer after I nearly failed English over Tennyson’s poem, The Brook. My teacher challenged us to read the poem to ourselves. Euphony, my teacher professed, was the magic of the poem, and our final was to tell the class what we heard as we read it....

Rhythm In Design CompositionCebo Campbell

History of Future Men

Forest t might have always been a tree. For a time the lodgepole stood in Montana, tall but unremarkable, among a forest of others, dressing the green mountain grade near the Wyoming border. Everyday, the tree reached towards the sun, a silent and lifelong trajectory set at seed to be fulfilled as course; a whole life, decided and...

History of Future MenCebo Campbell

Youth

Look at all those dandelions Stretching, leaning towards the sun. Their fragile spores, fearless against the changing winds, All so they might shine Before the sun sets.

YouthCebo Campbell

82 words on her

She removes her jewelry one item at a time. Rings first; fingers liberated of gleaming bonds surrendered on a nightstand. Her wedding ring flashes under lamplight. Next is her necklace, which slides down the shadows of her chest As she unclasps. Bracelets take time, as she must undo her right wrist with left hand....

82 words on herCebo Campbell

Counterpart

ifles hang over the children and the long gun barrels drag, making lines in the dirt behind their small feet. The older boys carry rifles high on their chests. The simple act of endurance becomes a badge. Together, the boys are a collection of stones—-hard, dark, shaped by time and collision. Their days blend....

CounterpartCebo Campbell

The Wonder of MisfitCon 2015

he chairs sat empty on MisfitCon’s last night, as did the gin bottles and mason jars. The music that beat the walls for 5 straight days fell quiet. The last of us, only a handful, huddled close together against Ecce’s second-floor window, ready to challenge the night. Swimming in our thoughts, we reflected the...

The Wonder of MisfitCon 2015Cebo Campbell

Enchanted Rock: Misfit PTO Day

I work my ass off. You all know this about me. I put everything I have into all that I do. I don’t give pieces of myself, but whole sheets, peeled away to coat projects with the sheen of my life and creativity. It’s exhausting work to be true, but a pleasureful exhaustion, Spartan-like...

Enchanted Rock: Misfit PTO DayCebo Campbell

Most Spun Albums of 2014

While most people do the “best” albums of each year, I decided to give you the ones I listened to the most because, well, I hardly ever listen to new stuff just because it is new. I like music that feels timeless to me, regardless of year, and I honestly find myself discovering music...

Most Spun Albums of 2014Cebo Campbell

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About

I get asked quite often what I do for a living. The simple answer is, I make stuff. I make stuff with my bare hands, with code, with colors, with words. I aid in making the people around me realize their optimum selves. I make my mother proud. I try to make my kids happy and encourage them to contribute more than they consume. I make sure self comes first. I make money. I make my own luck. I make a pretty solid french toast. And I do all that I can everyday to make the world better than it was yesterday.

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Futerra Couch

Lesson

Rhythm In Design Composition

History of Future Men

Youth

82 words on her

Counterpart

The Wonder of MisfitCon 2015

Enchanted Rock: Misfit PTO Day

Most Spun Albums of 2014

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About

I get asked quite often what I do for a living. The simple answer is, I make stuff. I make stuff with my bare hands, with code, with colors, with words. I aid in making the people around me realize their optimum selves. I make my mother proud. I try to make my kids happy and encourage them to contribute more than they consume. I make sure self comes first. I make money. I make my own luck. I make a pretty solid french toast. And I do all that I can everyday to make the world better than it was yesterday.

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