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PERSONAL AD #1 (Pairs Only Matter In Poker) by Michael Schmeltzer
I wear garish makeup and make faces in the mirror. Which reminds me…do you want to hear my favorite joke? Two clowns walk into a bar: one with a sad face, the makeup frown thick and chalky as a hotdog bun; the other no face whatsoever. There never was a happy face.
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THE CITY by Helwig Brunner, translated by Monika Zobel
The city simplified to lines, makeup removed from your face. Houses, footsteps, and thoughts are made of the same material, graphite dust and diamonds. Time stalls, lowers your lids, to be now for once in the midst of a sleeping world, clear-sighted
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ECHOLOCATION: AERIAL SCRIPT by Helwig Brunner, translated by Monika Zobel
The bats, reflecting on their sounds, inaudible, thus eavesdropping on a silence, which is none; they drag the gaze through the twilight sky, the zigzag of their flutter flight, satin-fur nearly birds that see with their ears: listen to images.
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