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“Keeping a journal is a perilous thing, and we should be warned against it as children.”
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“This poem began as a silence of wishing. As one does when falling silent.”
“Theoretically we love the forced communions of urban life. Practically we avoid them.”
“Will take liquid opium plus pills I guess. God how wonderful if I could get some writing done—if, for instance, I could knock off the cat book just for fun.”
“The first set had ended things. The second was just to let the air in.”
“it was great to be a little sick with fear but / it’s better to be alive with a driver’s license”
“On the mattress, my eyes fixed on the bulb, I waited and waited and no one came.”