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TRAILS, TRAILS

by wpham on 2:07 pm | 2009 October 5

TRAILS, TRAILS He walks bestride the colossus tree who walks as well as he. He carries fistfuls of paper napkins and he tears them up and releases. They fall like ballerinas. He is survived by: a wife; a son; a daughter.

CRUDO

by wpham on 8:13 pm | 2009 October 1

CRUDO Beautiful girl enters the taxi: legs, hands, then shoulder past the threshold, the vestibule. A sparsely-decorated hamachi crudo occupies a wide spoon. A dozen girls, sparsely-decorated, serve cocktails in champagne flutes. For repast: her eyes to whom we cast the splintered line. And should it fray then we ought to retrieve another, clicking all [...]