February 2012
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And I dreamed I was Lowell, in a manic flight of failing and ruthless energy
– Mark Doty
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Brooklyn was simple compared to his mother
– Fortress of Solitude - Jonathan Lethem
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A gasp of breath went in and out of the lung of summer just then. It made you...
– Fortress of Solitude - Jonathan Lethem
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Aside from
gravity, there are no
limits
– Dorothea Tanning