Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Do it with your eyes closed
Go and get your meat wrapped tight in a plastic bag for preservation (of whom don't stop to ask). You do as you're told soft boards creaking underfoot each corner cutting out a piece of skin without breaking it. The world and its ways you thought you'd solved hide in layers over layers, skin over bodies thrown over a secret that the secret is If you cry alone how can you go out there in the wide You can only guess what else it throws while you talk yourself down with eyes closed sweating. She calls you for dinner. Buy one plastic bag for vegetables then make a vegetable (small perforations) Close your eyes. Don't talk so much.
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You should expand on this; I like where it is going. For me, this piece by itself has too many open questions that need answering. There is too much room for misinterpretation, misreading. Are the grammar errors on purpose? I think they take away from your style, but do what you feel is right for you. If the incorrect grammar was not on purpose, then try to clean it up a bit for clarity. I hope you don't mind my criticism; like I said, I like what your are doing in this piece and look forward to reading more.
robert
i think i know that old girl
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