Many lunar cycles ago, I wrote 100 one-line poems because John Yau did. I posted them on the old blog machine because that's what you did then, and my good friend and excellent graphic designer Dylan Lathrop took it upon himself to layout and design the poems as a lil' chapbook. Unfortunately, I didn't have the funds then nor do I now to print up physical copies only to have them languish under whatever I'm sleeping on. And I'm way into this whole internet thing.
So as a way of testing the boundaries of my website and the various methods of distributing books in this terrifying new age, here is a PDF of the entire chap for you. It's called Singularities because, you know, they are singular poems (sort of) and they all lead into the void.
Read it online below, download it here for your iTabletDroidFaceMachine, print it out and bury it outside in effigy for a bountiful harvest.
Let me know what you think via email transmission at these coordinates: rubeck [izzat] gmail [dizzot] com
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