Monday, August 8, 2005
Bar Of Grief Comments
Rating: ★2.0
Upturned bottles once lined with military order
on dusty, termite-rotten shelves. Fingerprints,
clear spaces of use, caught by the shafts of daylight
through pin-holes where nails have been.
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Frances Macaulay Forde
03 October 2005
Response: No - I am not and never have been troubled with alcohol. In fact, I can't drink because it poisons me... but I can imagine.
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7/20/2025 2:48:42 PM # 1.0.0
Lined up? This seems like a beginning. Too many local knots of dark matter for the ropes to swing. Perhaps you could keep going with it.