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Unexpected sex scene

route9litmag:

by Delia Pless

image

from Small Print by Justine Basa


It is a startling thing
to open one’s macbook in a coffee shop
to find Men in Black III
playing in the browser.

It takes very little

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The student is put outside of society, on a campus. Furthermore, he is excluded while being transmitted a knowledge which is traditional in nature, obsolete, ‘academic’ and not directly tied to the needs and problems of today […] Young people from 18 to 25 are thus, as it were, neutralized by and for society, rendered safe, ineffective, socially and politically castrated. There is the first function of the university: to put students out of circulation.

Foucault, “Rituals of Exclusion” (1971 interview)
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We spoke all night in tongues,
in fingertips, in teeth.

Robert Hass, from “Spring” (via oofpoetry)
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