May 2013
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"Mary Wollstonecraft Traveling With Her Kids" by...
Mary Wollstonecraft Traveling with her kids. She was very brave. The rolled over the earth underneath the sun only rarely drawing attention to themselves Or they floated like a cork in a great bay of cognac. That is why I haven’t called.
The sun is furiously at it again when you are still asleep. In my mind it is all green and gold where we were like a light through a mug of beer. Or I am...
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One of the problems with people in Chicago, she remembered, was that they were...
– Lorrie Moore
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April 2013
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March 2013
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best poem hype ever
“Layne’s writing is like the dude you always want to invite to your dance party—these poems are going to hug you for twenty seconds too long, drink all the empties in your recycling bin, and pick a drunken fight with the choad who accidentally says something sexist. Then, in the morning—when you’re really hung over and want to do nothing but eat some eggs—they’re going to say something silly...
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February 2013
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January 2013
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PeterBD Shit Talks My Tweets Individually
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shit talking willis plummer’s tweets individually
by a vice shithead
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Rap: my dick. google chrome. your dick. safari. - this rap sucks
unsure how much xanax i have taken today - a tweet about xanax that sucks
took my family to the ghetto today - fuck this tweet and your family
i am woody allen except not funny or interesting or smart… buy my novel - self...
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tao lin interviews sorry house for five minutes
sorryhouse:
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Tao: just start complaining
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"So What If Buddha Knew" by Matthew Rohrer
So what if Buddha knew
what he was talking about
even Buddha can only talk about one thing at a time
because he wants people to listen to him
I remember when you were so high and because you talk so much
you said two things at once when we were going to sleep
this poem will I hope bridge the gap in hours spent
reading extremely rare books about the hototugisu
when I should have been...
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December 2012
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