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..:: CONTENTS
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Volume VIII, Issue II
..:: POETRY ::..
..:: PROSE ::..
..:: ETC
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Contributor's Notes
..:: ARCHIVES ::..
Volume I, Issue I
Volume I, Issue II
Volume II, Issue I
Volume II, Issue II
Volume III, Issue I
Volume III, Issue II
Volume IV, Issue I
Volume IV, Issue II
Volume V, Issue I
Volume V, Issue II
Volume VI, Issue I
Volume VI, Issue II
Volume VII, Issue I
Volume VII, Issue II
Volume VIII, Issue I
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was taking a walk for pleasure blue notebook
Billy Cancel
was taking a walk for pleasure blue notebook
my approach untypical some events i connected
triggered a formation blew a crooked road straight.
harmonic progress through west barbary but now
confined to my bed for the whole day having been
pelted with stones warmest regards billy cancel.
recollections of another long one in hazy lush
data dump a remarkable drill bramble status
& ice mast at low bramble status occupants
of the deep cut teenage blue mock machine
deluded black sticks deluded fat fingers were
they ropes? "forever carriage this spot" billy
cancel told me "conversely this is our attack."
very much a shock to me to find us standing
in view of vivid red fields disguised as unattainable
creatures you managing a labyrinth just off the
southbound junction to dark summer collapse
me still wandering russiamerica counting prostrate
figures. at institutional convenience we should goldleaf
sunnyhillboy. break hacksaw's teeth. rainbow about.
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