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Subscribed by Mark Leidner
Who died and made you
I’m sorry that the pencil I gave you // to write out the list of how the day had wronged you / had a lead so soft it collapsed into the page / …
You skip enough stones the pond becomes a pile of stones. / // That’s the hovercraft we don’t see. / That’s the divine bannister. / / The…
Get Insomnia, Wave Me Away: A Binary…
Froth on Yojimbo’s desk. A decaf set out, let loose. We abound in duty, negatives, at the thought of the thought of it. Some turn the cobra in the…
To Carolyn Blessing
There isin the song ofthis rooma held notethat is a holetorn in the air &around it fallsall boundary wederive of such asa mouth & justas…
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Beauty Was the Case that They Gave Me
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