my lungs are the curtain remnants of a desperately drunk fraternity toga party, in a $25 motel
my throat is the carpet
reading in the margins : Susan Howe and Stephen Collis
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I've been working for a few years, since the Covid-era, short essays on
works by prose writers, most of which I've been posting over at the
substack for ...
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