By Danniel SchoonebeekOctober 1, 2012
Spit you have to spit in the face of every writer who knocks on the door with his
teacup says I'm sorry sir may I have your permission to write sir you have to spit.
--M.
My oath is I'll die with my hand on the oxford bible
from Guernica: Poetry: His Induction
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The Second Tale: XV, from Tales of a Severed HeadBy Rachida Madani, translated from the French by Marilyn Hacker
October 1, 2012
It was a tale for disfigured women
from Guernica: Poetry: The Second Tale: XV, from Tales of a Severed Head
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