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What She’s Got

{1987} Not a whole lot of sense, too much sensibility, the ability to do the splits but not split when he is less than all. A boombox and some Air Supply and a place to cry, alone. A phone that … Continue reading

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Of, From

. I was a teenage preposition. First day of Sra. Caughman’s Spanish 2 class, 1987: “De? Just one ‘e’?” “Si, Señora.” As in from: a little podunk town in southern Nevada called Pahrump. As in of: words, tears, cheers, fears, … Continue reading

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