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summer lovin’, kafka dreamin’

i find a 4-pack yogurt in the fridge in my mother’s home. even though the 4-pack looks like a 4-pack, however, it’s actually a pigeon — a pigeon i’m responsible for, but i’d forgotten about that. i’m feeling upset because … Continue reading

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ah, bartleby! ah, incomprehensible urge to do whatever i feel i shouldn’t!

i would prefer not to, but i do it anyway. i dislike it thoroughly and repeat it the next day.

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valentine’s day picture you’re only allowed to post if you’re still attractive

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to f. II

sometimes he lies awake at night, and he asks “where have i gone wrong?”. then a voice says to him “this is going to take more than one night.” so he likes the voice on facebook and peace is restored. … Continue reading

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the answer, my friend, is floating in the glass

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true excerpts from true e-mails from a true scholar of experimental life-writing

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you’re not the exception, you’re the rule

and the rule is you’re the rule when it comes to good things and you’re the exception when it comes to bad things.

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