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From: Omnidecizym. Melbaan
Date: 19-Mar-2006 10:58
Subject:
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david divizio wrote:
I liked this. thanks.
Trisha was, easily, the shortest person I was ever friends with. Her
personality could bobber her up through anything imaginable, you'd
think, but the weird fact of her shortness was the everpresent
elephant in the room no one would acknowledge.
40 words, 40 years
365 days, 365 people
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Wild!
The core.
I've been re-visiting Godard lately...
- Peter Ciccariello
ARTIST'S BLOG - http://invisiblenotes.blogspot.com/
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From: mwp [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Sun, 19 Mar 2006 10:12:58 -0800
Subject: Hard Mix Week-end
Thanks!
Here’s the still on which the movie was based.
http://mwp.jaycloidt.com/mpmov2006/HMGStill.jpg
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On Mar 19, 2006, at 10:28 AM, Peter Ciccariello wrote:
Wild!
The core.
I've been re-visiting Godard lately...
- Peter Ciccariello
ARTIST'S BLOG - http://invisiblenotes.blogspot.com/
You Made My Day Claude Pélieu Sunshine Revolver with
Anxiety Dragon Bathtub Larva Suitcase Puppet Theatre
Advocatoes turn brown without lemond
new sandals for club footed saviors
are cut down from their pecking wheels
with vulture chicks like mauve maggots
squirming in exploding ochre wounds
Before the white Man came to this place there was an
Old Man who lived in his home down by the edge of the
sea. Every morning he'd watch the younger, yet strong
Men launch their canoes and together paddle the
hulking dugouts away from their village. The Men
lofted their voices together and
More!
I love this Davizio! Makes me want to break out the Bronislau Kaper and play
Maururu a Vau!
lanny
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From: david divizio [EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2006 7:26 PM
Subject: Ripples: Trans Old Man Experience -1 of 2,
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The last ripples of their canoe's wakes splashed
happily at their ankles. Everyone made their way up
the bank to the village but the Old Man. He stood a
long time looking out to sea, because he still
remembered the new ripples he'd
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