Contributed By: John McKernan
How quick you are Little wheel
To appear on the page
As if
You were
Going somewhere
To me
You are still
That gasp of horror
O or OH
You think
You created a clever disguise
Loitering next to the number NO
But I know a real alias when I see one
Noose Noose Noose
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Twenty-eight years—most of them spent fumbling with the wrappers of candy bars—have passed before I became curious enough about the brain to find, on the shelves of a Baton Rouge library, a book by Dennett, 20 years old now, which mentions, in passing, a work by Bach, who labored for four years to create and […]
He knew about the CIA. About Bolivia. Her Coke was sweating. She’d seen the movie. The T-shirts of Guevara in that iconic black beret in the days before the army had him cornered. They gave him up for maize, he says. Laughs. Sizes-up the guests at nearby tables. How had they connected on the Internet? What whispers […]
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