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More Jack Spicer fragments

Posted on November 6, 2014November 6, 2014 by dinadanish
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Posted in love, poetryTagged dictation, love, metamorphosis, notes

from “A Fake Novel about the Life of Arthur Rimbaud”

Posted on October 7, 2014October 7, 2014 by dinadanish

“Dear X’,

I love you more than anyone could ever do.

signed

Y”

by San Franciscan poet Jack Spicer

Posted in a letter, love, poetryTagged editing, love, x and y

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