plume now scratches the screen at http://aileverte.blogspot.com

incertain.plume
{Friday, July 30, 2004}


plume's spare time just required too many spare parts.


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He was too pale for his toupee.


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candélabrée


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... if ever a mouse was catapulted


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neverthelass


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plume sold parasols and made sales on pairs of sails.


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They imputed with impunity his debut as a deputy.


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in a country of amputees they no longer measure distances in feet.


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a casual student of marketing, plume is currently working on individually-wrapped rain-drops.



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never nibble on nude noodles unless new needles nod on needless nobles.


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break the news but leave the heart out of it.


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"President Bush is arguing that the nation has turned the corner in dealing with its problem," report the news. Good news it is, since "its problem" is the very Bush. For now, however, it is more likely that the corner has been turned into four, between which the nation is stuck.


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{Wednesday, July 28, 2004}


academic epidemic


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due to the shifts in earth's magnetic field, the location of poland is once more uncertain.


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is there a mosque in quito?


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the dog mistook her shin for his own bone.


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they told him to burn fat, but didn't specify it was his own.


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capital of Poland :: Saw War
capital of Romania :: Book Arrest
capital of Hungary :: Bad Setup
capital of Iraq :: Bag Dad
capital of Italy :: More
capital of Spain :: Did Arm
capital of Finland :: I Sunk Hell
capital of Sweden :: Lock Moths
capital of the U.S. :: Hating Snow
capital of Belgium :: Rubs Less
capital of Argentina :: Assure Niobe
capital of Trinidad&Tobago :: Inapt Proofs
capital of Philippines :: Animal
capital of Andorra :: On Radar
capital of South Africa :: To Repair
capital of Bolivia :: Plaza
capital of Australia :: Crane Bar

. . . to be continued






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plume plays in place.


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plume was complemented on his looks. "it's all in my jeans," he replied.


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a black-on-yellow sign at every corner won't let plume forget that MONEY ORDERS.


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turn your pistol into a parasol.


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{Tuesday, July 27, 2004}


he resented being girlcotted.


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Paul Krugman in New York Times sketches a little electoral scenario of electronic manipulation. Plume's feathers bristle at the thought.


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plume went to the movies to get the big picture.


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{Sunday, July 25, 2004}


his hart beat the skip.


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plug your ears to hear the sound they're in.
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plumed gratitude to brian lucas for plume contamination in print.
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the fool list of booked chaps, to be overheard here.
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visitor, wear felt ear-muffs!


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"Têtu. Tais-toi."
~ john latta @ hotel point


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I ran across the expression "Bush's 'war room'" in the paper this morning. It refers to the electoral campaign and not, as a naively plumed foreigner might suppose, to Iraq-attack strategies. It struck me then, right out attacked, how paradoxical the phrase would be in Polish--"pokój wojenny"--where the word "pokój" means both "room" and "peace."

Yet a "warring peace," or a "peaceful war," is what we're being offered.



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he added a header to his ad.


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{Saturday, July 24, 2004}


in the playground, plume always picks the mood swing.


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no one seemed to have noticed when at the next official function plume was replaced by an electric toaster.


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the ruler of the state turned out to be a common measuring tape.


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it's the snail that drives the shammer.


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barking up the wrong tree could prove uprooting.


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sometimes a push comes to shove, but rarely a push-cart to the shovel.


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the cat-tails were dog-eared.


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a pear makes a rare appearance.


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a ripe plum makes a lump in the pier.


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plumes are contagious.


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plume encourages you to sign the heat waver.


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{Friday, July 23, 2004}


never kiss under the missing toe.


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in a moment of absent-mindedness, plume became a miner.


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cater to your dog-appetite.


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the dog will wag his tailor.


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plume comes to terms with this fait accompli: he is, perhaps, no more than ink pollution.


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{Thursday, July 22, 2004}


they got along fabulously: he disliked telephones, she never asked for a ring.


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art tickles



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the flesh of light, the dart of shadow


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at a poetry reading, some one turned off the fan and no one applauded.


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plume felt cozy sleeping between the covers of his favorite book.


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{Wednesday, July 21, 2004}


plume's literary baggage fit into his pocket.


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{Tuesday, July 20, 2004}


The idea of baby-plumes was inconceivable.


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{Sunday, July 18, 2004}


plume wrote mostly catastrophes.


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{Saturday, July 17, 2004}

Martha's forthcoming book is The Art of Stew.


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plume wanted to make some sense of it, but couldn't decide between touch and smell.


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{Friday, July 16, 2004}


plume saw the ghost of a chance and fainted.


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a bird in hand is a bird out of sight.


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whenever he saw sages, plume felt his wisdom turn to hunger.


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it took place but it never kept it.


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{Thursday, July 15, 2004}


this guitar is all yours, with no strings attached.


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awayting


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{Wednesday, July 14, 2004}


plume could not stand to cast his shadow.


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... as a bookie in the library


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he stood corrected in anticipation of white-out.


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{Tuesday, July 13, 2004}


plume affirmed his hard-won singularity.


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look closely, before it opens.


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plume has only fragrant epiphanies.


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plume would never address anyone undressed.


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plume believed he would have grown taller if not for his upbringing.


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plume jealously guarded the intimacy of his pretensions.


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your species is not as special as you think.


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at night, all poets laureate.


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Water the green plants and dust the industrial ones.


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{Monday, July 12, 2004}


Try to catch his attention without poking out your eyes.


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A bald chicken will never hatch an egg.


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As he greets you, plume takes off his neighbor's hat.


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{Sunday, July 11, 2004}


"So the car wouldn't start--the car could be fixed. It might take a little time, but time was free and it might take a little money, but money was just money."

Percival Everett, Watershed


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{Saturday, July 10, 2004}


... roads with embroidered shoulders ...


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Enemies are those for whom we have no patience.


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mes deux mains se ressemblent aussi que deux flocons de neige. et ainsi elles se rassemblent.


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plume decided to publish poems in newspaper format.
if they don't read, at least it will stain their fingers.


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before he goes to sleep, plume looks over his shoulder to make sure his heart doesn't attack.


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mise-en-abîme: they found a parasite in dick cheney's stomach. it was a red tapeworm.


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SPILL INK NOT BLOOD!


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it never dawned on him to sleep before it cracked.


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plume filled night with ink as if pouring poison into a trusting ear.


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sometimes time treads in place.


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outside her window, time was a daily passer-by.


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saints hide their stains.


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lawn mowers are rarely land movers.


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plume tuned in to the weather channel to see if he was too hot or just too cold.


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it's never so dry that you couldn't drown.


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a month's rent was a well-wisher's dream, as it turns,
as it turns out.

let the well-wishers drown in their own wells,
let someone else pay my bills.


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the rain in maine stays mainly on the train.


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never disparage asparagus!


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{Friday, July 09, 2004}


plume bought stockings to keep his leeks, asparagus, and rhubarbs warm in winter.


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when it rains, electric guitars snigger.


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plume raked his thoughts with a hyphen.


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there's a hoe in your shoe.


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{Thursday, July 08, 2004}


it worked (see ante-dated post on July 7, 9 a.m.) --

this way of blogging makes me think of a certain embroidery stitch where you retrace your path with the needle in order to take a new leap ahead


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Plume's thought on Enron: it is difficult to accuse someone of traits he is proud of.


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plume posts often come without lamps.


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{Wednesday, July 07, 2004}


"One grey hair on his chest."



Does the heart grow old?


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there is no water in the building today. social life at the corner café is booming. the barber downstairs walks there and back with buckets of water. the grocer rearranges his shelves. neighbors congregate in the hallways, introducing themselves and laughing at the irony of the rain. the mysterious water people sign an apologetic note telling us to skip the next month's rent payment.

well, i say, how about a waterless day every month?


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plume adopts the orphaned parenthesis.


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in an attempt to plunge this blog, for there is a whole queue of posts that refuse to resurface, i am ante-dating this entry. will the blogger swallow or will it choke, i wonder? or is there a limit, like a flood level, that i've reached already, and blogger demands ransom for further space?


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{Tuesday, July 06, 2004}


"i dream of birds without a sky"
- Marek Grechuta


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all waterfalls stop on the threshold of tears.


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plume is trying to raise some money...
it's a task of great responsibility. once grown, money is known to act against those who raised it.


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{Monday, July 05, 2004}


there's much talk these days about making the nation secure... for that, we need tanks and arms and missiles: they make seem social security so unimportant!


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{Sunday, July 04, 2004}


plume is going to raise a toast to the future ex-president.


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plume received an invitation from an artists' community. he was offered a room in the writers' block.


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plume's advice to the u.s. government: when dumping care packages in foreign countries, don't mistake them for missiles.


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reread Marx who may, and his critique of "rights of man" which basically boil down to the one: "property."

money is the best conversion for all our sentiments.

Washington Post, quoting Pataki on the occasion of starting construction on the Ground Zero, speaks of "nation's resolve and unity, as represented by the start of the $1.5 billion project."

onwards, to the capitalism of emotions.


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{Saturday, July 03, 2004}


matchmakers will get burnt.


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beware of roadents.


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analphabetic dictionary.


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there are only benemisfits.


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never stir a handshake.


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plume invested in a beholding company.


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ottermost furniture.


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his horizon kept narrowing until she wrapped it around her finger.


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better a monkey on your shoulder than a bear in mind.


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sleep peels the two lips.


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advice to a snotty child: when you pick your nose take care not to poke out your eye.


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{Friday, July 02, 2004}


plume writes poems where there are no memories.


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Once upon a limetree K. Silem Mohammad recounts his Orono experience better than I'd ever put it into a sentence.

Third Factory has equally manufactured an Orono daybook. There are even more days than I can remember all at once

upon a ...


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the snake river dances and its many arms are but meanders so swift that no ship can follow.
the snake river bites the shore and swallows its own source.


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her dress
sewn with translucent threads
with needles of rain
is torn
by sunrays


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a swallow that does not fly is swallowed.


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plume is constructing a conveyor belt for his ideas.


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doris was otherwise dull.


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"if you're dissatisfied with your haircut, we'll cut your head off for free"


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emulate the patriotism of leeks.


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if mr. woolly grew unfeeling over the years, it is because the apple of his eye was whittled down to a core.


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advice to a future sailor: never get into a scuffle with a submarine.


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plume wonders, how many omelettes out of a broken ego?


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grocery stores only apples.


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plume simply refused to study skullpture.


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plume changed his phone company in hope that nature would never call again.


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Illiad: an epic poem about Illinois.


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this week's O n i o N : America's finest news source is a Patriot Issue dedicated to the people of America.

the finest headlines:

American People Ruled Unfit to Govern
Hero Citizen Can Name All 50 States
Reagan Pyramid Nears Completion
Georgia Adds Swastika, Middle Finger to State Flag
... and many other true stories.


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unable to sleep, plume thought of simply drowning the sheep to save himself counting.


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time has pockets


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the corpse of the next hour


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{Thursday, July 01, 2004}


she oscillates between the desire of never having been there and the desire of being nowhere else.


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time squats at night in the room corner, obscurity of listless dimensions, delirium of speech and distance


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scattered figments of myself


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city sidewalks, too, sweat in their nightmares.


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sunday: was it the wing-drill of a tiny lemon-colored brid, its piercing song, its smooth size that could and could not be enclosed in my hand, or the three at once, that punctured noon as an erupting spring?


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... the lit cigarette was the guiding beacon to the night river fowl ...


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the severity of the après-coup.


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a boomerang-shaped stone cuts the waves of farewells.


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in november elections, plume will run for the post-facto office.


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grammartian.


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plume takes his verbs in transit.


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