Tag Archives: Black and White

2×2: A fiction

Posted on May 27, 2013 by stephenarcher

Her father named her Nola. As unlikely as it was, he was a jazz fan, hence the name. It was Sat­ur­day after­noon. Guatemala City was warm. Hawk­ers thinly dis­guised as street per­form­ers were in front of most stores near the national … Con­tinue read­ing →

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Light on Thorns

Posted on May 2, 2013 by stephenarcher

I haven’t been writ­ing. I haven’t been check­ing in with myself. I haven’t been drink­ing in the life my body is mov­ing through. I have been rais­ing my son. I have been lov­ing my wife. I have been doing my … Con­tinue read­ing →

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24 Minutes Plus Six For Commercials

Posted on March 27, 2013 by stephenarcher

I don’t won­der so much now how I grew up think­ing that life was going to be for me as it was for Steve McGar­ret (played by Jack Lord, actu­ally born John Joseph Patrick Ryan – that’s three cool names) on Hawaii … Con­tinue read­ing →

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Child of the Sun

Posted on March 19, 2013 by stephenarcher

I have four words for my son for his learn­ing. These are spring­boards. They (you know, “them”) will teach him how to read and add/subtract in those rooms. After that (before that really, as in right now), this, these: Pas­sion Curios­ity … Con­tinue read­ing →

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Untitled 88

Posted on March 5, 2013 by stephenarcher

Just the photo. After my last post, I think it best to leave the words out…I say this even though I know that it will be hard for you not to go back and read it. It’s bad. Just own­ing that. But you … Con­tinue read­ing →

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Pyramidamid

Posted on March 4, 2013 by stephenarcher

I would love to say that you start with a blank. But it’s me. I start with a blank. Then I have eggs and toast and cof­fee on the road and then I end up some­where with my cube shaped … Con­tinue read­ing →

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Last House

Posted on February 2, 2013 by stephenarcher

I took all the pic­tures in Guatemala with a small Leica dig­i­tal cam­era at my waist. I assumed the cam­era saw about what I was see­ing and fired hun­dreds of frames. Any street phở­tog­ra­pher uses this tech­nique. Hav­ing a small … Con­tinue read­ing →

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Twenty6

Posted on December 19, 2012 by stephenarcher

Twenty6 A to Z. All of them. The let­ters in my words drift away, unmoored, torn away, taken down, by a rip cur­rent. I have twenty6 to work in to some­thing to say, but they, like me, are em ty. … Con­tinue read­ing →

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Doing Nothing To Get Somewhere

Posted on December 11, 2012 by stephenarcher

In an oper­a­tion, some­times, there are moments when I can’t turn back and I really can’t go for­ward. I have to wait and see. Doing more can be worse. Today, I used a sur­gi­cal sta­pler to divide the blood sup­ply … Con­tinue read­ing →

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What Moves, Moves

Posted on November 28, 2012 by stephenarcher

What nature makes is bet­ter. The right angles that I focus on are not found in what flows eas­ily, nat­u­rally. My mind finds the right angles, my heart, the flow. Sim­ple as that. Or this… I can’t write about any­thing new. … Con­tinue read­ing →

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