Monday, August 21, 2017

the day the klan cried


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How to pronounce "antifa".

"To tell the truth, drink seemed the only protection against the lacerations of his mind, now that he was back in New York, his foot rocking away once more on the much touted ladder of success. At this time the famous ladder was propped against nothing and led nowhere, and anyone foolish enough to make the world his oyster was courting ptomaine; yet the ladder tradition was still observed, and until the flames reached them young people were still found going through the motions of climbing." --Dawn Powell, A Time to be Born (1942)

noise engravings
remember and marble these
clouds love God
open his efforts
was all my metals
the two
high in what the dead ache
and marble these
paths

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