We swore we would remember, but I forgot,
until this poem, which is about the death of
someone never mentioned.

-- Sheila Black, "Spectators Across the Interstate"

i will be going here soon

You might have eaten the dog, but it had three legs and you none, your femurs
long-since tapered to the floor. You stare each other down and laugh...

-- RIGOBERTO GONZÁLEZ , "Black Blossoms"

& here

as you can see i've been enjoying the new diode
there's lotsa other cool stuff besides what i've highlighted above
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