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Reflecting on the deaths of so many,
and on the deaths of so many to come,
I quote from the Epilogue of
my novel RAIN:
"...I have decided I am strong enough to write down these words to
help all of us remember and perhaps someday, before we end,
to understand what has happened to us.
But those will not be easy things to understand. For the moment,
I am satisfied to walk around these beautiful gardens
and appreciate peace’s healing ways...
The gateways to life are very, very precious.
And so I’ve decided if I am to be known as The Chosen One,
then my message is the ebb and flow of the life force itself,
and that union with that force is all we will ever know of freedom,
freedom to feel our living, freedom for our minds to
soar beyond the limits of our struggles."
Peace & Love,
Guillermo Bosch
Sauce*Box Fall 2001
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Spread open your thighs
Reveal your vulvic flower...
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I remember late that seemingly regular night when I tiredly opened my e-mail as usual, only to find the most remarkable and rare e-mail in there...
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The drive home from the city was a long one, and they were both exhausted by the time they finally started to approach home...
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Chocolate dripping
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My mouth sipping...
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by Modesté Balthus
I was hurriedly putting the finishing touches to my hair when the servant girl, breathless and panting, dashed into my room...
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If I were a banana
I would want you to wait until I was on the edge of pure
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