“ Well,” I say, “I’ve met God and he’s a poet, too. You know, he tried singing some to you one night, but you were too busy listening to the screams of the drunken college girls across the street— he couldn’t make any headway.
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Love looks for poems, finds stars. Caitlin looks for stars, finds poems, realizes diamonds are greater than less than stars love too. (Started in 2009 for Charles Bernstein's English 111. Continuing into the fu-fu-future.)Following
