No one owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death.
~ William S. Burroughs
[Damen Avenue below Division Street]
About Me
- Ray Pride
- Chicago, Illinois, United States
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- keep this coupon
- follow you home
- a perfect subject
- love an empty airport
- rarely-beloved a single star is uttered
- the shadow that everything casts
- it is this that the darkness is for!
- matter don't mind
- division
- win winn
- second-hand satisfaction, half-souled
- no such place as brooklyn
- axes
- tangle
- vagrant
- corner
- obituary, i like that word
- no one owns life
- a sense of what is not
- shame followed
- the greatest of these
- only a voice
- without grace
- One-three-hundredth of the Icelandic population
- the only sound that's left
- but now we cannot
- laughed inside her laughter
- monotony
- some good in you
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