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The Error

09.07.2010 In Epistles

error as one begins thinging “insinuendos” & “elbow people” Git off me error / wronger topper render one fling flat yes flat get some or water , error ah kin sips drinky error you have to have to tag it /  is filamentous or dirt on it there point here/s looking at you piddle, this not pipe [...]

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hangover charges

11.12.2009 Poems

Today is pills day henceforth things’re petals for my errors.

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Plaintextriversong

03.12.2009 Hairs of the Lord

cry me river red blood river the engine driver sundowned What Can I Do mine Honeyslide the details when I look down big river down of goldenmain yellow sees ohio riverboat piss in a river driver find thee/the world river depo- sition men re- pose of rivers

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o/h ow I/l ove/n o thing /more/t han/t o/ be/d an cing/st ill

03.27.2007 100 Days
10 of 12 in 100 Days

10 of 12 in 100 DaysI have a flee/ce my war mest squa/re  shawl tour/na/ments in v/elvet laceandhose, horseradishes, no/dules & my sol/vent new england bat/drive down It/s my worry-ish prunes that do me, Hank/ies folded slap/dash over Nike wire/frame mice- cloths, a little ear in general.               Tympany anyone? & they’ll say: I have this [...]

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Review: Sons and Lovers by D.H. Lawrence

02.12.2007 Fiction Reviews

Sons and Lovers by D.H. Lawrence My rating: 5 of 5 stars When we’re gone we will be both D and H and H and D, simpering and stead. I’ll be a stake in the feild and you’ll be crap tumbling around. When we’re gone I’ll say this is just like Sons and Lovers. It [...]

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Cow Cow Cow

06.03.2006 Menagerie

cow cow cow onesies ringing the tree pre- storm: time being tambien the form of a thing is the thing eating at the ground, says I dot I speaking betwixt clumps of fescue flanking the steps, in accordance w/ C. Olson, kind of a cow himself, six ft in brown trousers how now he isn’t [...]

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Review: In Watermelon Sugar by Richard Brautigan

04.12.2005 Fiction Reviews

In Watermelon Sugar by Richard Brautigan My rating: 5 of 5 stars Softly we are Richard Brautigan and we have nothing to do with hippies and we fish for trout and keep some of the trout in there because we are Richard and we like to look at them. It suits us to have this [...]

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Laetitia

11.29.2004 The Cuffs

The Hackneyed Water Walkers Skim the Water Document. They are All Awn. Tinily. Like Psalms Said The Feelers First Sit, then Stand, Then Go Against It Synaptically. Fast. Lest They Be In or Nothing On It.

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Old Tyme Sonnet

09.29.2003 Forms

I know you won’t. Not here. Not this time. Not in this house. Not even back in the back room, unbuttoning the lights. Not for all the flocks of dark birds in winter. So don’t ask me about the moon. There’s no bright thigh spread there, no animal sticking his snout in the gauze. Night [...]

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