SIX FORTUITIES

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"She was all that mattered to him. She, born of six fortuities, she, the blossom sprung from the chief surgeon’s sciatica, she, the reverse side of all his "Es muss sein!"-she was the only thing he cared about."

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Monday, October 4, 2010

Autumn is definitely here

but I am warming myself with whiskey and Richard Siken.

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