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weighted blanket
i lie on my bed with my phone in the middle of my chest and it feels good like a weighted blanket. i remember that i dropped Frank O’hara’s anthology of collected poems behind the bed and i reach down and pick it up, deciding that this will be even better than the phone. i…
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how to avoid lung cancer
i finish two cigarettes on the way home. when i get in, i go straight to the bathroom and brush my teeth. i brush every crevice… my gums, my tongue, the roof of my mouth, and i get way back there – my tonsils and then into my throat and then way way down, all…
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older
lying on Venice Beach reading The Stranger, which i read in college which was ten years ago. i squint through the sun at all these bodies and the skin around my eyes creases. it folds into an origami seagull and flies over all the bodies stretching and rippling and flexing and shining.