today, in conjunction with poet nate zablan...we've started a project. here's our press release:
mig: it's a poetic experiment on self-evaluated comparative poetry (underbreath) take that, BS on the subject of fruits. (aside) hahaha.
nate: an idea birthed from sleep deprivation at a few minutes past midnight. late at night, we tend to think of fruit--
and adrenaline rushes fading into the darkness don't help. so here we present our experiment formulated to you, our experimental audience...
(DRUMROLL...marquis drops from ceiling)
fruitbasket. (a project suite)
(canned applause)
we're conceited bastards.
enjoy.
(end scene)
12.06.2002
you feel so small sometimes
miguel
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