novembre

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on the envelope she wrote "the city's on fire."

i got this in the mail from new york today:

dear elka i am not sure how to deal with

THERE ARE THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE BURNING 100 blocks from me

what is the velocity of

i am on fire

and falling out the window of the
world trade center.

what is the sound and echo of the thud

when you fall?

i knew a man who was in the first airplane to hit, he liked wine, his name was john and he always got more mail than me.

elka in new york city we are massively hysterical, have you seen the news and the rubble and dust coating all the way to brooklyn and uptown.

elka i don't want to get bombed.

instead of saying hello on cell phones people say "you are not dead!"

i got drunk with my racist anorexic roommate because even going to church didn't help.

i love you,
mb.

i got this in the mail today and read it in the book arts studio next to alison who was eating a hero sandwich with an american flag riding on the toothpick that was stabbed into it.

even food.

12:41 pm - 09.26.01

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