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Stand-Up

This is not a not a novel. This is a rhapsody. I rhapsodize, I bubble, I ferment, I fount. The amassing of word-shaped sounds have become rhapsodies, digressions, solos within spheres and platforms of soul-sounding species and choruses, the every … Continue reading

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Mae West

No bodice to bind heaving glow and talon’s wit– she lit up the screen.

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