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Two Truths and a Lie
“Truth number one: this is not a poem about you, I have never written a poem about you, I will never write a poem about you.”
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Our Fatal Flaws
“It was like my whole world filtered through a telescope when I knew you, all I needed was to look your way to think, yes, everything else is far and unimportant.”
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Suburban Meditation
“What I wanted to do was ask her if she knew how good she had it: white and pretty and well-to-do and having friends made by her parents from the very beginning.”
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After a Certain Number of Leagues
“You’ve said I remind you of those deep water high stress fish: cakey eyes, headlights that make sense in pitch nothing but when taken to surface explode.”
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Bonsai
The first stone was one I knew. Flaking and grey and dusty. A driveway stone – from my driveway. Who breaks a person’s dining room window with a stone from that same person’s driveway?
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Permanence of Refugee Camps
“He comes to the edge of the water every day in the early afternoon, he said. Last Thursday, nothing would bite.”
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The Myth of the Mason-Dixon Line
“Don’t make deals with the Devil when you don’t know what you have. Check your pockets first. Take inventory.”
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Man and Machine
An interview with Ian Chang, on connecting the computer to the organic body in performing and composing music