Archive for February, 2009
“portraits of the insane”
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introduction
i was introduced to the world
and the introduction continues.
do you understand why i have a lack of ears and eyes to open up to…
because i don’t want to move out into the world, i don’t like it very much.
i want people to come into mine
but you’d have to be willing to navigate the veins of [...]
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something from kim parko
CLIQUES FOR THE DEAD by Kim Parko
When we were little, we died of broken bones. All of our bones shattered inside us. They came out as dust through our mouths and ears. They came out as dust between our legs. They came out as dust through our pores. What was left in our bodies was [...]
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i regret everything that happened there. every word spoken, every action taken. everything. it was a big sloppy, expensive, regrettable mess.
now lets have some yogurt!
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pour your body out (7354 cubic meters)
pipilotti rist
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She gives him his eyes, she found them
Among some rubble, among some beetles
He gives her her skin
He just seemed to pull it down out of the air and lay it over her
She weeps with fearfulness and astonishment
She has found his hands for him, and fitted them freshly at the wrists
They are amazed at themselves, they [...]
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