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Leo Said

you’ve gotta
write clearer
so you can
be read
when you’re
dead

Eileen Myles

Life

Dived down...

“I just dived down. It couldn’t have been too fast. Time was being so slow and warm. And there it was. A pussy, the singular place on a girl, it’s where I’m going. 149 more words

Life

on loving (and leaving) twitter

I have created (and briefly maintained) a hell of a lot of blogs in my day, but I think I’ve joined (and subsequently abandoned) Twitter an even more embarrassing number of times. 413 more words

Miscellany

Rah! Rah! Roundup

“…to write poetry and be a poet is to get bombarded with stupidity like you’re invited to be on panels with titles like does poetry matter. 267 more words

Rah! Rah! Roundup

Between the New Fuck You and the Art of Cruelty

almost any shit will do is on display at Alley Cat Books in SF, nestled right in between The Meaning of Disgust, Blasphemy, The New Fuck You, and The Art of Cruelty. 7 more words