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a small presence the epitome of genius in ruptured verse that run-over feeling when the verbs don't comply with the inspiration..

Ignition bad sedan, free fall wings amiss body not high tower the sky flies away death isn't proud when the angels..

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I actually love Hemingway's writing, perhaps more than any other writer ever.

rough drafts i used to like Bukowski till i ran into him in a tavern one night in May over drinks he read a few of his po..

Frank and the demise of genius O'Hara was telling me of his accidental suicide getting sliced to the page by an errant jeep hus..

is the ending the end, or... we apologize to the myth of God or maybe he really exists and our penance subjects us ..

relief the pencil sketches insides turned out then the lead leads me to relief were you more beautiful in watercol..

Poem a speck of confidence like dandruff on a dark suit is exposed and shooed away with a thimble full of doubt ..

a really long poem your face an exquisite painting a hologram my hand passed right through yours I haven't an artist's..