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New Republic

  work between gigs or sleep during the day  poetry remains tawdry broken bits held together by by some polynomial or gravity a crackerjack pontoon of something left in words on the way in or out  something of scansion and ignorance within a tribe that whispers delight and says goodbye like tonnage  language makes a space and fills it and your dream sticks to things  you stop when things get interesting