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Dead Men Tell No Tales
I wanted to fuck the dead man.
Failed Poet Theater
These were the years you renamed yourself, smoked a white clay pipe, endured night sweats and empty thought bubbles.
Barbarity Blues
I watched the space where the girl was
The way she seemed my age but had deep dark eyes
Hally’s Gone Again.
Halysynfaxian matchstruck:
Avoiding Disaster
Imagine that the bucolic picnic –
Which you happen serendipitously upon
Once you begin your walk in the woods –
Is actually a disaster:
OAKLAND FIRE CODE
by W. H Duryea & E.E. COLI
Dedicated to the victims of the Oakland warehouse fire, emergency responders, and Wallace Stevens.
101.2. Scope.
This code
establishes
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