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May I Have This Dance?

Prehistory repeats itself through the bootleg cursive and spirals of a species consigned to the fluency of waltz.   (Sculpture by Lousie Bourgeois)

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We were there, the enormity of lust, like a ten-ton elephant keeping us company in a crawlspace big enough to fit one small child, if even that. We were there, hemmed in by the impossible, telling the shadows to keep … Continue reading

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