girth. Which is getting measured. Remember this is modern day Englands,
Queen Elizabeth IIs mother, that we are talking about on our now
traditionally letter adorned back cover. Racy tabloid coverage or innocent
obligatory communicationeither is delectable and sadly relished,
especially after reading the personal meltdowns of everyone
and anyone whos ever had contact with the American prince, JFK Jr.
And I was not going to write about this. Rimbaud.
One fine morning, in the land of very gentle people, a superb man and
woman shouted in the public square: Friends, I want her to be queen!:
I want to be queen? She laughed and trembled. He spoke to
his friends of revelation, of ordeals terminated. They leaned on each
other in ecstasy.
Sosa and Maguire are tied at 37. Griffey Jr. is at 33. Can it be duplicated.
Nike only hopes so. The season of home run royals rolls towards the fall.
10 zingmagazines. Not even a season really, rather something like four
years, but its before the end of the millennium. Some type of marathon
curatorial crossing cross roads . . . Nothing quite like comparing
or competing, but zingmagazine is the contingent, the underground, the
alternative. Fit within, barely. Any one of these three guys is my hero
or the other three that are approaching the 3000 hit mark and barely remembered
in the home run frenzy: Boggs, Gwynn, Ripkin.
They were indeed sovereigns for a whole morning while all the houses were
adorned with crimson hangings, and for an entire afternoon, while they
made their way toward the palm gardens.
The Dada chance game: our
plastic palms, our garden. Trying to find an appropriate font choice,
these words emerged as Laurel pulled Rimbauds Illuminations from
the shelf and opened to the passage Royalty, however randomly.
Harkening the oddity, the harlequin, the one who really enjoys the feast
or fantasy because theyre just the essence of what it is of. Really,
though, the sentence ends in a preposition, it speaks more to readers
of zingmagazine than any editor, copy or otherwise. Length or girth. Which
is getting measured.
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