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THE BOBOS OF MACRON
The Bobos never man the barricades or burn the town. They’re unimpressed by crowds that weaken one’s identity. The very verb ‘to man’ offends their feminist vocabulary. What matters more, to them, is ridding us of fossil fuels, Wicked … Continue reading
SHAME
So how would you translate “Dommage”? The town is closed, remorselessly. Only the tourists arrive. Erroneously migrating birds Landing on a mirage, They go to roost among gargoyles Because the quays refuse To open up their mouldering lids For these … Continue reading
SOUPIR ANCIÈN
Lord, preserve the hem Above the knees. Below the thighs, Their back view allows That each such structure easily Defeats wealth, undoes The gaze. It doesn’t take Enormous eyes, Just an upright pair Of knees de … Continue reading
A Thought
It’s fucking hard work being a beggar in Paris: It takes more out of you than any conventional job To scratch interminably and with increasing violence At the old itch, to lie shivering in rags On the pavement for twenty-four … Continue reading