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This is not where girls peddle chicklets on street corners no this is lamission. Land of palm trees and skyscrapers where there is dollars enough for cell phones, sports cars and [inaudible] by the trunk full. Where a suitcase of cocaine is as easy to buy as a broken stemmed rose from his white bucket. How much for that hand full of rose buds . For fingers go up. He makes change for a 20, returns clefrjed winched with b. You tip him a couple of dollars, so what. Every love struck couple stairing into each others eyes. Every loner with a half empty beer even a waitress after a shift receives a ...

Destiny to this 2 room battleground of survival. This minute as he treads mission mama in the apartment on a sewing machine, zigzagy threads fine as spider webs running down pants late into the appeal yellow hours of her seemingly endless nights. The 2 sisters with fingers delicate as ballerinas stitch beads tiny as drops that will sell for hundreds of dollars of which they will receive 25. The baby will be in the cardboard crib. And lost in dreams thick as cataracts will be chanting prayers to my an gods after an alter of bees wax candles and pepsi soda bottles. The inscents unravelling in a ...

Sisters travelled by bus pulled by something stronger than destiny to this 2 room battleground of survival. This minute as he treads mission mama in the apartment on a sewing machine, zigzagy threads fine as spider webs running down pants late into the appeal yellow hours of her seemingly endless nights. The 2 sisters with fingers delicate as ballerinas stitch beads tiny as drops that will sell for hundreds of dollars of which they will receive 25. The baby will be in the cardboard crib. And lost in dreams thick as cataracts will be chanting prayers to my an gods after an alter of bees wax can...

or did you escape from an aptwau son of a son injected with gonad troepin. black tusks and tell tall tale. did your thousand pound body weigh less filtering out of your brilliant nostrils uncontained as a new myth. your solitary except for one season. your domestic kin it's unfairly for them. your untoward piglets 3 times a year, careless love that's ugly and stinky and don't look smart much the ghost of hogzila. in the middle month of the year the bore the ghost roams killed because he was huge. why must we shoot what we don't understand? remember the lion blinded by the showing of ...

you tip him a couple of dollars, so what. every love struck couple stairing into each other's eyes. every loner with a half empty beer even a waitress after a shift receives a visit from john nitto. he returns to the faces above the steaming plates before he's out into the neon lit street leaving behind a trail of rose petals bark as sacrificial hearts. thank you. [applause]. >> whenever i had writer's block i do research so i thought i would redo a section which started as writer's block and it took place in a library. i think all you need to know is my narrater is 19. the object of...