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As it is I can make only ill-informed assumptions about the roles of flexibility and clarity in one language or another, and absolutely no assumptions about the greater efficacy of either. I am forced to take pride in small remembrances – suddenly I know the word for toe or forgiveness or candle and hope that I will one day have learned and relearned enough to foster a healthy habit of linguistic...
April 2010
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It is so deep this, enough
to coat and weigh the uvula, something
sour and foul stuck in our wigs, between the
peacock scales in the mermaids cleavage
and the fibers of the scallywag’s sash
a rat battered in acerbic acid and
baked in the fog machine. No breath in the tent
no breath in the mass of bodies in the alley
by the dixie toilets. They are so drunk
they are laughing; they are...
March 2010
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the aspiring coroners are all women. I am here for other reasons; we watch an eductational films about dead or dying babies.the heights o fmy old elementary school have chamged. So few children, though this is where they should be, but young men with curled sideburns loping between offices, asking how to handle them. We have lots something in this town, obviously, and replaced it with impossible...
November 2009
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