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ON THE TELEVISED ARRIVAL OF FIRE Jenny Gropp Hess |
gasoline is the color of a prescription digesting, and of déjà vu, which is available who puts the river in a pan and forth, lets like polish, wadding up eating fuel, and butter-cold metal artillery slams a burning city
__ This comes from a series of pieces about the virtualization of elements; essentially, I'm exploring the (after)life of elements in the extra-ontological world. |