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A SENTENCE IS NOT A WHOLE

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A SENTENCE IS BRUTAL HONESTY

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A SENTENCE IS A SIGN ONLY

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A SENTENCE BELONGS TO NO ONE

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A SENTENCE IS NOT A WHOLE

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A SENTENCE IS GUT INSTINCT BLOOD

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A SENTENCE IS POOLING ON THE FLOOR FOR SOMEONE

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A SENTENCE IS POOLING ON THE FLOOR FOR NO ONE

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A SENTENCE IS NOT A WHOLE

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A SENTENCE HAS NO PURPOSE

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A SENTENCE IS HUNGRY FOR SPACES LIKE WIND IS

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A SENTENCE IS THE LAST THING I WILL EVER WRITE

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WHY NOT A WORD

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WHY NOT A SINGLE WORD

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SENTENCES WITHOUT WORDS ARE FATALITIES

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WORDS ARE BORROWED CLOTHING

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WORDS ARE NO BETTER THAN SENTENCES

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WORDS WILL FAIL LIKE QUIET

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WORDS WERE NOT DESIGNED TO FAIL

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WORDS ARE BLINDNESS

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WORDS ARE DISTANCE AND SENTENCES ARE EVEN FARTHER

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WORDS ARE REAL NUMBERS

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WORDS ARE REAL

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WORDS ARE NUMBERS

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Paul Cunningham resides in Pennsylvania. He is the author of two e-chapbooks of poetry: Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (Pangur Ban Party, 2010) and foamghast (NAP Literary Magazine, 2012). He is the founding editor of Radioactive Moat Press and his writing has appeared in publications including Esque, DIAGRAM, Thrush, The Monongahela Review, H_NGM_N, and Dark Sky Magazine.

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