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by Angela Thomasso, we're sitting in this beautiful loft in soho
full of these wooden sculptures imported from
bali. a bookshelf made of canoe stood on end, doors,
the originals that parted open the entrance
of a temple. all of this and girls standing
around everywhere, intermingled in sangria with
ripe peaches and tender apples, red wine, and ice.
the neighbor has entered, passing around his book,
old, the pages are falling out. he pours a full
glass of vodka and tints it orange. i inch closer
to my boss. he's talks about meeting spouses. my
glass is empty, save for the fruit at the bottom.
i inch closer. and i don't think it matters
much what they say. it's all context.
08/28/2008 Posted on 08/28/2008
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