poetry
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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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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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TRAMP: Muse “White trash, get down on your knees Time for cake and sodomy… I am the god of fuck I am the god of fuck” -Marylin Manson Tavah Allison Frankfurt possessed the strongest legal mind most would ever encounter. She was a favorite of the judges and lawyers she clerked for. You wouldn’t know
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chapter 14 TRAMP: Dean Moriarty is an Asshole “Dean Moriarty is a first-class asshole.” said Tavah to no one in particular after reading the last words of ‘On the Road’. She closed the book and laid it on the poolside table next to her 151 Texas tea. She picked up the brown and green plastic
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TRAMP: Solipsism Mona found herself matching up her features with Aaron’s, wondering what their kids might look like. He wasn’t attractive according to the Greco-Roman standard of beauty, but she had observed that both women and men checked him out. He looked half his age, his eyes were large, almost doll like so much so
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TRAMP: Tavah In A Good Mood “There was a boyA very strange enchanted boyThey say he wondered very farVery far And then one day One day he passed my wayAnd while we spoke of many thingsFools and kingsThis he said to me“ -David Bowie/Nature Boy Tavah was in an unusually good mood, singing to herself
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