The Law: Words From the Inside Out

Some excerpts from the writings )f members of the Terminal Island vorkshop:

I see you in my dreams Swimming with calico carps And riding Dalmatian giraffes Climbing bougainvillea vines into the skies I treasure your happiness As you hopscotch in the early rain Or tag me with bean bags And kiss my bruised neck ... ¬óBill Bonanno from an untitled poem to his daughter Gigi, 10


The old lady's mumbling made me iware of her presence again ... The sun was making me drowsy, and I lapsed into the comfort of the past, telling the vieja for the hundredth time about my...

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