28 March 2008
Vol. 8, No. 1
I wield a potent vocabulary. You're pulchritudinous. I napped
through English class. You know. Like. Um. Ah. You're hot.
Do you remember what I said, that night in the car?
You don't? Me neither. But at the time, it was true.
14 December 2007
Vol. 7, No. 4
First eyelids and lips are closed, then open. Now, open eyes appear unseeing. A kind of dreaming.
For thousands of years people have carried their faces this way, one by one, only on their heads.
Under these conditions nothing is harder to control than reason. You babble without speaking,
march into the desert without water. We will die tomorrow, the day after at the latest.
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