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Sunday, May 4, 2014. The funk is your brother, hell is my maximum. The funks your brother by richard chiem on Grooveshark. No Real Light by Joe Wenderoth. Coeur de Lion by Ariana Reines. Letters from a Seducer by Hilda Hilst. Partial List of People to Bleach by Gary Lutz. Who Was Changed and Who Was Dead by Barbara Comyns.

And on the eve of the second night. Before the third day of the red moon. She swore she would never leave yarn trailing out of her door corners again. As the streetlights called the double numerals filthy names. And three tops swayed on three bottoms. Pointing up at the sky. To your underthings or your room shadows.

Perhaps they were both soup spoons and it came down to a matter of preference but this seemed not correct. A few minutes later she remember they were tea spoons and momentarily felt incredibly stupid.