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Monday, September 12, 2005


Because I am a tool (and sick of doing fiction class homework) I'm going to write a poem composed of nothing but the short story titles in my course packet. I may not add any words. I can't sever, subract from, or otherwise alter the titles. Every line must be a complete title, and only one title. The only thing I can add is punctuation.

And I heartily invite you, gentle readers, to analyze the resulting work.


The Year of Getting to Know Us

Girl in the flammable skirt,
The fat girl,
Wants
A good scent from a strange mountain;

In the gloaming,
Blue night, clover lake -
Romantic weekend,
The third and final continent,
The Dead
Snow.


What it was like, seeing Chris,
People like that are the only people here.
Girl -
The toughest Indian in the world.

Miles City, Montana
Train.

St. Marie:
Goodbye, my brother.
Cathedral

Train dreams:
I stand here ironing,
Helping
The behavior of the hawkweeds,
Sonny's blues
The chosen husband.


Please give me your best interpretations in the comments feature.


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