February 2010
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from Daniel Guebel's "Mis Escritores Muertos"
[…] And suddenly I realize that if, instead of adjusting my rearview mirror in the correct direction, I’d pulled a stealth maneuver—like some taxi drivers do—, I could be making out the secrets of her crotch and finding something out about her, finally. Naturally, this wasn’t merely the fulfillment of an erotic fantasy so much as the process if finding the adequate reading of the signs,...
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Feb 14th
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Feb 1st
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Feb 1st
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Letter From Wasco
adamdeibert: I found this letter crumpled up in a dirt parking lot outside Surfside Colony the day after Christmas.  I just got around to transcribing it.  This is exactly as it appeared: Hi Kare                                                                                                           Dec 20 Well its Friday so I have all weekend to let you in on my world.  I’m listening to...
Feb 1st
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a translation from ramon paz' sonnet cycle,...
At Rivadivia and Rojas, at quarter to one Well-dressed at her place, she brings to the light, that brassiery, knickery feast of the sight, Says to me, harem-eyed, hot as a bun, This here booty’s my pride and my strong brown lumps Are the mounded frosting on this gourmet cake! And true it was of her nursely rumpsteak: They would be my death, those lively humps! Doggystyle against the...
Feb 1st