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Page 221 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY Soap Line The prison's property room had a back door ... simply grated to a shack, like bunga low that had trailer siding tacked down, all of it painted a very ... color-wash blond who operated this store seemed always to exalt herself, promenading behind the window grates ...
ongoing work of rigid form in which content continuously creates itself; and rather than do so via ... this politics is to echo an old meme, but I am so tired. In all the communities I’ve found via social ... have posted, to have expressed at some point in the past. It feels humiliating to have wanted to ...