Rhode Island Stories 3These are all the things that are lighter than air, he thought. Cigarette smoke. Cotton, briefly, though eventually it would become heavy again and fall, aimlessly to the feet of the person who had tossed it upwards. Light. These things are lighter. They float. Birds, too, but under their own power.Rhode Island Stories 3
Johnny had once seen a seagull at dawn. Seagulls are bright white underneath and this one had flown right along part of the sky where blue met yellow. Its belly was a soft orange, ink-washed and muted by the hidden sun. The image was burned in him like that: a boundary line, this bird, slipping between two sharply illuminated kinds of
Rhode Island Stories 1His Nona called him Giovanni. It wasn't his name, something he reminded her of with some frequency. Nona was angry that his parents had chosen to call him John, especially after she had managed to bully them into Antonia and Theresa, and felt that Helen was a reasonable compromise. Johnny was more important because he was a boy, so instead of reconciling herself to the Americanisation of her family, Nona simply referred to Johnny by his Proper Italian name. For a long time, this had bothered Johnny, who thought of himself as American, regardless of what the white kids uptown had to say about it, but eventually he had come to accept it as a kiRhode Island Stories 1
THE MANIFESTO ACADEMIA
I just wrote the "fight" section of the tanka story - it was yucky to write, I didn't enjoy it. the poetry is kind of ugly, but it's meant to be cause of what it is about.
I am sorry - I wanted to tell you again (I know you are too). But I want you to know that I don't feel any of those things anymore - and that I love you more than anything!!!! Btw - I can;t wait to get married! I am gonna be your husband.. oh yeah!!! It makes me smile. I am just about to go meet Aaron. See you tonight.
Hope you are well whenever this message finds you.
Lovelovelove
Dick
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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)
Regards to you & yours
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玉
I'm not on very much - it's a very sporadic thing for me. But hey, I'll be meeting you in reality soon enough...
Is there anything you want from New Zealand?
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It could be worse. You could be on fire.
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玉
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It could be worse. You could be on fire.
you aren't actually "watching" me - we are not friends...
Just kidding - thought I'd let you know.
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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)
Glad to see you're on line - I called to check in an no answer, cos you're HERE.
Warm wishes.
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It could be worse. You could be on fire.
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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)
Awesome!!!
You should re-write it some time. We should do more sequels to "modernist" poetry...
(Cartman's voice: smiiily face)
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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)
Pick another one and we can do it for those few nights I'm away without you, over the "net" maybe.
(Cartman's voice: that would be... keeewl.)
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It could be worse. You could be on fire.
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