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Green is a popular color.
Hey, that's me!

we both threw our coats over our chairs until they fell over

Karen Carpenter.
Bob Dylan.
Milhaud.
Fitzgerald.
Coffee.
I get more and more concise.

FOUND

Look what I FOUND:

INCONSOLABLE

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Publication!

Here and here.

And forthcoming elsewhere.

The Woman With No Face

  The Woman With No Face by extra

Fun, fun, fun.

Tell me your ghost stories, now, now, NOW.
Quick.

True Local Color

Which way is my face?


Chicago blues and Neil Young all day all day all day.
After the Goldrush and Harvest, goddamn.

I miss this:

The cats in my life have been few, but kind.

Now, furious serial killer writings.
Speaking of which, A Good Man is Hard to Find is possibly the most perfect work of fiction in existence (technically speaking, the way you'd say a building is the strongest building even if it's kind of ugly, oh look at me trying to cushion my ambitious statement-y statement). Anyway, read it.
Also, Raymond Carver, "The Cathedral," good stuff.
Also, I don't know.
Everything That Rises Must Converge (Another Flannery O'Connor story, but possible slogan for graffiti endeavors)