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Bookshelf: defenestrated

I defenestrated Idoru, by William Gibson, though I really, really wanted to love it, because my then-supervisor cherished him so that while not steampunking the dirt in the yards forth and back of her large tippy house or smoking before … Continue reading

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Truth is that bitch.

Regarding process: the following contains scenes of confusion, which I am letting loose here in order to clear some space for cohesive and rational thinking. I suppose I am not the only one who gets tangled up in mind sometimes, … Continue reading

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Ginger Nut Sauce

Absurdities and complaints bring me here today. These are cures for yearning, I think, due to the discomfort and sometimes stasis such fragile feelings leave me in. Chronic pain in the mind, bandaided by cleverities and snark. Cleveritis? Ow, my … Continue reading

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maybe,

maybe not revolution, but its possibility hope springs eternal and all that and if hope dies then drudgery and only motioning,¬†shallow breath in the screaming room rote life wander at walls but no resistance to push revelation on the brink … Continue reading

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