Saturn Fence
Thursday, September 15, 2011
A Poem About an Insignificant Thing That was Apparently Pinned Up Inside of Me But then Suddenly Came Out as Clear as a Whistle or as Clear as a Bell or Whatever is Clear
don't open the blinds then leave the room
fuck you
who does that?
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
My writing at Cormac McCarthy's Dead Typewriter
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