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"You were primordial poultice. You were the composite self, until my coconspirator and I set out to turn you into ice cream."

???

"Bataille says the phosphorus content of a “normal man”
Would make 2200 matches
And that his fat would make seven cakes of soap."

What

"(Always, the dream of fucking my friend and suddenly, she has a penis. Sometimes I start bleeding. Sometimes I bleed all over the floor. Sometimes the Plath-girl who snorted coke off the table comes and strikes a fistful of matches against the wall. Sometimes I am stuck in a loop, and she will not stop striking the matches against the wall.)"

What

"My friend’s girlfriend was cosmic belly dancing for a throng of gawking white men while half-speaking Spanish and playing with rubber chickens."

What

"What is the noodle that radiates evil and why don’t others see it?"

This poetry collection is so strange

"Maxine memorializes people in a way that only a queer who has lived through the AIDS crisis can."

"I think, How sad that people are not alive to experience their funerals because it’s the most love they’ll ever get."