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The university of excellence, after all, is a university of streamlined labor costs. The university of excellence, after all, is a university of streamlined labor costs. Popular Front Redux? Chris Lehmann , March 1997
That shallow and putrid trough we call the Mississippi River That shallow and putrid trough we call the Mississippi River American Heartworm Ben Metcalf , June 1998
Found in Translation Toothache, Bleeding, Farewell Miljenko Jergović A personal history of the Siege of Sarajevo
love just don’t fade away Benjamin Krusling I said I’m proud of you , he said the same I said what’s that missing from , what’s that hail and will I wake from these visions of defection to change them in time to change them ? to puncture that kind of gun wave gun lean gun warning crisis call that eschatological hemorrhage from the image factory is time ill , curable ? can justin timberlake still distract from the war ? what’s pride in the states ? no kids and people say good —but I was so hurt by the idea . between the day end and the destitute— running over the bridge to get sun , bread it’s a miracle of material so I can explain it—there’s no antisocial destination , jerking and scratching the uprising actually exceeds reason—it transforms meaning this orange burst in the air—the floodlights pulled down to the street we can’t just tap our veins for content when we haven’t eaten what’s needed—I fell out on the white sheet of the bed and depressed a hole in the world , brought back with ice and honey—I tried to reassociate—the burning precinct more than pleased me—pleased to enter my life from inside it and ask what’s the real horizon—but when he heard that, he lost patience . lost it that’s how it looked from across the room , where I live so we have to look superheroism in the face and peel it off not get shaved to pieces by fishbone , fishscale of propaganda in the black night , it’s nasal , aluminum , fucks your DNA up makes the image wet with plasma and weeping
the way you appear, the way you do not appear, is planetary Emma Claire Foley the neighbor comes to tell me we landed on Mars. asks: how’s the wife? she has reached a state of theoretical refinement heretofore unknown. this means: her body has become the bowl of a lake, her hair now reaches down to the wink of an armpit. wife says: I am a victim of the planets. there is nothing like being present for your own moment of crystallization. I am doomed to desperate copulation in the service first of all of reproduction. wife says: there is no water on mars. the lake (fecund) is scummy it’s lousy with ugly life
