The Displaced Persons Song | Thomas Pynchon, 1973
If you see a train this evening, Far away against the sky, Lie down in your wooden blanket, Sleep, and...
If you see a train this evening, Far away against the sky, Lie down in your wooden blanket, Sleep, and...
Oh you, beloved of my twenty-seven senses, I love you! You thine thou yours, I you, you me, ---- We?...
Your Weight in Outer Space Swirling black holes and shooting stars Jupiter, Mercury, Venus and Mars Satellite signals beamed...
anon . little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won't flinch...
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. You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be...
Gregory Corso My mother hates the sea my sea especially I warned her not to it was all I could do...
Nina Leen, Florida, 1950 maggie and milly and molly and may went down to the beach (to play one day)...
. Realism is mine, my miracles, Take all of the rest—take freely—I keep but my own—I give only of them,...