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Date: Sat, 31 Jan 2015 13:10:17 -0700
Subject: Finish linking Elegy, Hezekiah; Rename files

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-title: 'Statements'
-subtitle: 'a fragment'
-project: 'Elegies for Alternate Selves'
-...
-
-I. Eli {#i.-eli .unnumbered}
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-
-"Can one truly describe an emotion?" Eli asked me over the
-walkie-talkie. He was in the bathroom, & had taken the walkie-talkie in
-with him absent-mindedly. I could hear sounds of his piss hitting the
-toilet water.
-
-"I can hear you peeing," I said. He didn't answer so I said in apology,
-"It's okay. Humans are sexually dimorphic." I was sitting on my blue
-baby blanket texting Jon, who was funny and amicable over the phone. He
-made a three-message joke about greedy lawyers and I would have been
-laughing if not for my embarrassment toward Eli. He finally came out of
-the bathroom and kept his eyes straight ahead, toward the wall calendar
-and not at me, as he passed through the family room into his bedroom,
-were he shut the door quietly. Presently I heard some muffled noise as
-he turned on his iPod. I guessed he didn't feel like talking so I stayed
-on my blanket watching the Price is Right and texting Jon.
-
-Drew Carrey was doing his wrap-up speech on TV when Eli finally came out
-of his room, red puffy streaks covering his face. His eyes and nose were
-red too, which was almost festive against the pale green and white of
-the wallpaper. I had been laughing at the goofy costumes on the Price is
-Right and the jokes Jon was texting me, but when Eli came out of the
-room I stopped and just looked at him as well as I could. He was staring
-at my right shoulder as he said, "Go home now."
-
-"What?"
-
-"I said go home now. I don't want you here anymore, because I just
-remembered I have someone coming over and I have to clean."
-
-"Look, Eli, I'm sorry---"
-
-"It doesn't have anything to do with you, I swear. Just go, okay? Go
-home now."
-
-I got up and tried to give him a hug but he withdrew from me sharply. So
-I walked around the coffee table as he sat down, not looking at me
-anymore, and stared at the blank TV. The blanket I had been sitting in
-was crumpled next to him like a dead bird. I opened my mouth but thought
-better of talking, and closed the door behind me slowly.
-
-II. Dimorphic {#ii.-dimorphic .unnumbered}
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-
-Oranges. Poison. A compromise
-between Mary & Judas. Blue
-baby blankets swaddling greedy lawyers.
-
-Can one truly describe an emotion?
-I cut my ankle with a razor blade.
-I can only go one at a time. Humanity
-has a seething mass of eels
-for a brain, mating in the water so forcefully
-that it could drown you under the moon.
-
-III. Declaration of Poetry {#iii.-declaration-of-poetry .unnumbered}
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-
-You have to go one line at a time, and you have to start on the first or
-second line.
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