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July 31, 2014
tonytobecasual:
Book of The Death of Arthur | 4
Happy birthday...
jeandonnelly:
I’m reading this Sunday, August 3, at 11:00 am at Unnameable Books in Brooklyn as...
I’m reading this Sunday, August 3, at 11:00 am at Unnameable Books in Brooklyn as part of the Boog City Festival of Poetry, Music, and Theater. Many wonderful poets and performances from August 1-5. Perhaps I will meet you there?
Wish I could be there!
July 30, 2014
Erin Morrill's poem "After I Wasn’t Dead: much obliged notes on unmotherhood, the anti-memorial, the mother of dragons, muita obrigada A Copa"
read the whole amazing thing over here, at Entropy
“jesus christ kiddo you’re so fucking lucky you dodged having to get born. It was worth the little bullet you were exploding my guts. It destroyed me. I am the me that is no longer me. The me that died and the post dead me and knowing the…
July 29, 2014
tonytobecasual:
Book of The Death of Arthur | 1
July 28, 2014
tonytobecasual:
Book of Galahad | 7
This one kind of terrifies...

Book of Galahad | 7
This one kind of terrifies me—Julia said she didn’t realize what she was doing, but I think the storm was on her mind. (A house in a tree with some kind of throat/cyclone etc.)
July 27, 2014
tonytobecasual:
Book of Galahad | 6
July 26, 2014
Duncan’s inscription to his aunt in the copy of THE...


Duncan’s inscription to his aunt in the copy of THE OPENING OF THE FIELD Julia bought me a few years ago.
changedfool:
singing to the wolf
a draft for Virginity
Spencer...
singing to the wolf
a draft for Virginity
Spencer Dobbs sings to the wolf. Real shit happens in Austin.
July 25, 2014
Divya Victor's Cicadas in the Mouth Leslie Scalapino Lecture
“My tongue is read in public by strangers who run their hands over-it as if it were a subway map.This is the mouth of the poet, in other words. In other words: This is the published mouth. I allow these hands to search inside my mouth — thrum at my uvula, prod at my molars, press against the spongy fungiform — an oral tourism of what you, my dear listeners, are making of my speech. My throat is a veritable transit lounge — the tongue is unheimlich, uncanny, unhomely — in transit.”
July 24, 2014
tonytobecasual:
Book of Galahad | 5
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