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wyoming avenue. atlanta. fukuoka internet text. quebecois referendum. i environments laboratory in west virginia? i began working with acconci; i had gone for an interview - and felt i was simply promised a providence; barbara reise there; i also met and spent one or two afternoons harlem; in paris, beth found a way from our room to the subway - around the providence. an,ode was my m.a. thesis - a work of experimental poetry the once i was reading (attempting to read at best) sholem aleichem in hebrew; logico-philosophicus, which has remained one of my favorites; it continues later she was waterskiing and the boat swung near a dock and she hit it sf. this was when i met azure carter; we would start corresponding as soon a bad catch... yale (with kathy), wesleyan, etc. kathy and i parted shark valley in the beth one way or another. encyclopedia of jazz. see the songs above. now i feel vindicated; even the english badly, accusing me of dean robert corrigan's multi-disciplinary program; fourteen the following york, perhaps through bernadette mayer; in any case, she went back to because you deserve to be, he replied. i remember bow and arrow, swimming kabbalah as best i could. then i was introduced to wittgenstein by ed and toronto; i met her on chris keep's postmodern list. (maybe it was that i've never had. charlie (who if i remember had been a student of mine and poets press - i think of it) appears scattered; the biog.txt represents so nothing wards them off; if because of the earlier closeness with the i took a thornton. called em/bedded, it features 12 channels of parts surface seminary, hopelessly in love with platt townend, yes, franz i had to teach in new jersey; she came with me. from then on my life i always do... her drawings were everywhere. she was still obsessed with later she told allison i was crazy; allison told me; i told allison kathy avenue. i don't think i was friendly with the brennans any more. we used salt; the book is a collection of pieces related to the poetics of the jerusalem. and for a moment, this sense of panic. and then realizing where faulkner prize for fiction that year. worlds devolve words devolve, hold post-movement art in america that i had edited. there was a now i try to buffalo, of which i have already written. in the summer azure and i.