Here are some pages from the chapbook I put together of all the words Naeem has pulled from me.
The title is from this.
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Here are some pages from the chapbook I put together of all the words Naeem has pulled from me.
The title is from this.
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Dew says it so perfectly dewish here.
Context: My brain is, again, stubborn lint and my words have left me for someone skinnier with perfectly tweezed eyebrows.
When I’m feeling particularly useless, I type random words into my Gmail search and read the regurgitated chat archives. It was April 10, 2006 and Sg33k had sent that very first email. I bounced this off of a friend and said, “He seems literate” (ya, Miss-fucking-pretentious was I). That throw-away line was a little piece of flint, and while it’s not going to burn down the house, at least it gave off a bit of smoke today.
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“He seems literateâ€
Famous first words.
Before clever funny words
And what are we words
And I think this is going somewhere words
And when are you going to words
And then I Do words
Into pet words
And silly words
No words
Never angry words
Just grateful words
Just “I am so fucking lucky†words
Thank God words
And when I have no words
He brings words
To write this story.