These are pieces I've done some editing on. They should be further up on the food chain than most of the stuff around here, but still in progress.
Little poems are often posted to my journal, with the tag poem.
He reached into his jacket and a little black gun appeared in his paw. He
held it casually, the way you hold a candy bar or a cake of soap. Only this
gun wasn't going to make anyone clean.
-- Jonathan Lethem, "Gun, with Occasional Music"
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