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Losing the World
"In the heart of the morning, the evening." - Mary Jo Bang.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Tercet
The writer works best in the dark--
like the mushrooms,
he has to eat a lot of shit to grow.
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Wythe
Brooklyn, NY, United States
For a fee, I can write you into existence a shark that lives in your dreams and eats the growing pains of your developing consciousness. Or we can just, I dunno, listen to chill riddims on my jambox.
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Flooding Heaven, Dousing The Flames Of Hell
The Meat Of Our Times, The Times Of Our Meat
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Tercet
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