the barbaric AWP
Oh Chicago, land of friendly fluorescents! How could we recap the best fragments without also discussing the infinite missed opportunities, the hundreds or thousands of events of funness (real or imagined) constantly occuring around every tapestried corner?
We wish to stretch the AWP landscape into a thin veil and place it over the entire country… wait. This is the case.
We want to concentrate more of the veil’s denser portions over Albany. That’s what we want. Bring yourselves, your critical poetry traincar mass, your puppet-shows, your dancing in striped sweaters, your free booze with donuts, bring your cooler haircuts and your tarot card handouts to Albany, please!
It was good. Now we’ve slept. More later.
