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Maverick Magazine 15/16




Balloonatics over the Playa...

Pilar Woodman is a photographer based in San Francisco. Of the image, she says: This was my first ballon ride over the Playa in 2006. Many thanks to Jeff Haliczer and the beauty of volunteering, and great luck! The second ride was the morning of the burn, untethered, from way outer playa, up and over the City, to about ...7 o'clock on the outer ring. we were part of what had to be one of the slowest speed chases ever. Jeff had tried to get everything approved, but after too much rigamarole, just flew his balloon, and we had the brc rangers, the blm rangers, and the Nevada state police following us for the 30 or so minutes we were in the air. Hahaha, awesome.

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    No Wonder Horace

    poem by Mac Oliver

    Body Beauty

    poem by Mac Oliver

    When It Was

    poem by Mac Oliver

    Purpose

    The poem is about the reason for which everyone has come in this world. It is up to us if we want to waste the gift of life that GOD has given to us or do something and get our names engraved as it is only our names which will be there after we are gone.

    Finley poems

    four short poems Intuition The Tide The Kindly Cannon Courtesy

    where men push you out of the way in search
    of sausages floating in dead sea water

    where employees walk away feigning deafness
    to avoid divulging the whereabouts of canned tomatoes

    where old ladies slide poorly aligned carts unwittingly
    into piles of spinach melting under fluorescent lights


    Poser Friends

    Self-reflection has revealed
    An ejection of delusions and false hope.
    A more quiet way to cope
    Than screaming what I really think of you.

    There Is Hope

    I lose my mind from time to time
    But I always seem to find it
    I sometimes get excited about the future
    But my past looms right behind it

    Quilted Sofa

    Padded checkers and rings
    Hold my see-saw feelings
    Tragedy, triumph, good, and bad
    The best rest I've ever had.
    Once glued, now improved
    I got back everything
    I used to groggily wish for.

    Capital Ground

    Now is the shared time
    Of our last riches
    To each birth Freedom
    A drop of water

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