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TRAMP: This is How the World Ends “This Is The End… My beautiful friend, the end…” In the end everybody dies, nobody gets out of this alive” -The Lizard King Mona was dressed in a long loose loose-fitting black cotton blend skirt that stopped somewhere between where her calves ended and her ankles began. The
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TRAMP: ANDRÉ and AARON “I never meant to cause you any sorrow I never meant to cause you any pain I only wanted one time to see you laughing I only wanted to see you Laughing in the purple rain” -Prince André wasn’t called André by anybody except his momma and his wife to everybody
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The reason we walked a half mile to the drug store after midnight on a cool fall night it really is my fault. You see I write longhand in a black and white speckled notebook and tonight I have run out of India ink for my fountain pen. It is nothing special as far as
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TRAMP: Sunday, SundaY, SUNDAY “This is the end beautiful friend the end.” -the Lizard King It was Sunday, June the tenth. Aaron got in the shower and let the water get as hot as he could stand beat against his skin. When the hot water ran out, he stepped out of the shower and dressed
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chapter 25 TRAMP: Katariina Sapir Mueller – 2000 “I feel stupid and contagious / Here we are now, entertain us” —Nirvana Katariina Sapir Mueller, the unofficial punk matriarch of Deep Ellum street poets, looked up from the chapbook of her old poems she was reading as her bespectacled coworker, Bryant, tapped her on the shoulder
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Poetry in the Time of Fascism “A coward dies a thousand times before his death, but the valiant taste of death but once.” -Julius Caesar -for Federico García Lorca and the revolutionary spirit in us all. Lorca fearlessly fought them in Spain a poet standing against Francos
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TRAMP: Eat The Pussy Aaron, can I ask you a personal question? The big man in Dickeys and Timberlands, wearing a blue, black, and grey plaid shirt with only the top button fastened, his pot belly covered by a white wife-beater. Dion adjusted his large rectangular glasses, pushing them back up the bridge of his
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chapter 13 TRAMP: Poetry in the time of Apocalypses New Year’s Eve 1999 Aaron wasn’t panicked; he rationalized this move as a transitional phase. He didn’t want to move out of his apartment. There was nothing special about it to outsiders, but this was the first time in his life that he had a place
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TRAMP Jen 26 “And I go insane, like I always do And I call your name, she’s a lot like you” -Lindsey Buckingham After nearly a year of celibacy for the sake of his art, Aaron lost his virginity, poetically speaking, with Jen. Mona saw Jen first; she was hard not to notice, not because
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