EYEBALL HATRED: April 2009

My arms are peeling. We're going to the ocean.

new from editions louis wain

I'm slack in places. My poet-friends throw balsa airplanes at me.

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Stucky on Poetry & Community

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ARIANA REINES<br />Thursday, 4/23 at 6:30pm<br />in the Maude Fife Room (315 Wheeler Hall)<br />ARIANA REINES is the author of The Cow, which won the Alberta Prize and was published by Fence in 2006, and Coeur de Lion, published byMal-O-Mar in 2007. Her TELEPHONE, a play inspired by Avital Ronell’s<br />The Telephone Book: Technology, Schizophrenia, Electric Speech,<br />commissioned by the Foundry Theatre, was performed at The Cherry Lane<br />Theatre in New York this past February. My Heart Laid Bare, her<br />translation of intimate writings by Charles Baudelaire, and Little Black<br />Book: Days and Nights of an Anarchist Whore, a translation of interviews<br />and documents of Grisélidis Réal, are both forthcoming in 2009, from<br />Mal-O-Mar and Semiotext(e), respectively. She'll be performing in the<br />Works+Process series at the Guggenheim Museum in New York this fall.

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I am going to be back writing adorable things in a minute.

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No power at work, Go home.
Lady took my picture on the train with her phone.

"Keep believing and do what you do."

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My people come from Sheffield. Like in 1732:

This is our music from a bachelor's den
The sound of loneliness turned up to ten
A horror soundtrack from a stagnant water bed
And it sounds just like this
This is the sound of someone losing the plot
Making out that they're okay when they're not
You're gonna like it
But not a lot
And the chorus goes like this

Oh baby
Here comes the fear again
The end is near again
A monkey's built a house on your back
You can't get anyone to come in the sack
And here comes another panic attack
Oh here we go again

So now you know the words to our song
Pretty soon you'll all be singing along
When you're sad, when youre lonely
And it all turns out wrong
When you've got the fear
And hen you're no longer searching
For beauty or love
Just some kind of life
With the edges taken off
When you can't even define what it is that you're frightened of
This song will be here

Oh baby
Here comes the fear gain
The end is near again
If you ever get that chimp off your back
If you ever find the thing that you lack
But you know you're only having a laugh
And here we go again
Until the end

We're in the midst of a heatwave, which you can look up. I'm wearing my underwear, but no one's watching. All of the fans are on, although I don't remember buying any of them.

The cat, who hasn't got an underwear situation, is lying around like there's nothing the matter at all. Except when he's crying, which he's been doing a lot of lately.

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I've decided I'm going to start telling adorable stories.

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Ballard tot.

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Train late.

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LETTER MACHINE EDITIONS

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► MAKING THE HEJINIAN/TATE CONNECTION

Marilyn Chambers and Deborah Digges are dead.

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Sometimes "hey, that's show biz!" isn't good enough.

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Don't be calling me "garçon formidable," because I hate it.

sign the petition protesting amazon's new 'adult' policy

UPDATE: Now they say it's a glitch.

Often there's no way of knowing whether people are telling the truth.

I'm not a sex pest, says Barack bruv

TAN LIN &
CHET WIENER

saturday, april 18
the (new) reading series @ 21 grand

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For the rest of the month of April, Action, Yes is open to submissions. So please send your art, sounds, words and ideas to submissions@actionyes.org. Include the word 'Submission' in the subject line.

This is our first open submissions period. We apologize to those of you who've sent us work in the past who we've not been able to respond too. It doesn't mean we weren't impressed with your work; it just means that we didn't know how pick through the prodigious spam of our (old) inboxes to find it. So please send again.

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Distilling fragments from her work in Cambodia and in the United States, Jeanne Morel's That Crossing Is Not Automatic presents a collage of edges—images moving from refugee camps to American prisons, from airports to taxi cabs, from immigration to deportation—offering us a dictionary, if not an atlas, of sites for our possible crossings.

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