Cento for the Night I Said, “I Love You”
Some say we’re lucky to be alive, to have / a sky that stays there. Above. / And I suppose I would have to agree… / but the hell… More
from Aw Heck Land
I don’t mean that vocabulary is arbitrary, but rather that artistic intent can manifest itself—can thrive, even—in the absence of an infinitude of possibilities, in the absence of total… More
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