POETRY MONTH: text redacted from 2017 SAFE MODE by Sam Riviere blog post
redacted text from septy ’17
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A Wild and Precious Life
my past changes shape as my future brightens
Review of a lo-fi art book and footnotes about depression
Humour books about the bottle don’t sit right
drowning in sobriety like I used to drown in booze; even sublime prose can’t hoist me happy
If Gregor Hens can give up smoking, I can give up booze.
Off the booze (again), I enjoy a book but despair of life.
Lunar Caustic is a lie.
an accurate depiction of the lust and boredom that threatens to overwhelm all of us who aren’t pious, delusional, fuckheads
Preacher is fine, but it’s irrelevant to real life. I should adopt a Syrian child refugee.
Should non-fiction books about intoxicants even be legal, yeah?
pleasure is a lightening bolt that leaves no trace
Fantastic Mr Fox is an ode to adventure capitalism. My life is an ode to wine.
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