It’s been a while
Eating a half pound of half raw pasta drenched in in olive oil and garlic powder because I’m too lazy to open a new jar of sauce and I like the purity of it like young Isao from the Mishima series I’m reading. I’ve burned the long-neglected punk rock cds onto my new Macintosh computer [...]
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a play in one act courtesy of brendan b. Voicemail, October 4, 2008.
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we have this broken, kid sized acoustic guitar that bat bought for four bucks about two summers ago at a third-rate yard sale off Bergen and Nevins. it’s untunable, warped open, and painful to play for more than a minute or two (and you can forget the fancy stuff)… but, despite all, i can’t seem [...]
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