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| ***BIO*** Paul Handley spent a career as a student and a student of odd jobs. He has a paralegal certificate, and attended law school for a year; has an MA, an MPA, and is ABD. He has driven a cab, scraped fish guts, sold meat door-to-door, Director of a truck driving school and worked in multiple other capacities. Paul has work included or forthcoming in Anemone Sidecar, Apollo’s Lyre, Burst!, Macabre Cadaver, the Maynard, Ophelia Street , Poe Little Thing, Potomac: Poetry & Politics, Red Fez , The Shine Journal, The Smoking Poet, and others. |
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| Corrosive Atrophy |
| by Paul Handley |
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unrehearsed cells, into unforeseen models due to the lack of routine. The resultant clumsiness adds dimension, and I suddenly understand why Eric wanted to move to, and descend into the frozen Madison ground. Prior to his self summons into the permazone, he gathered tools of the netherworld, Gameboy, reality TV, and baseball with untold rain delays. His dreams were peppered with periodic play of high and tight pitches and slides led by waving spikes, at the replacement players on the field. Eric knew that accelerated growth, meant cubed inactivity is change. A profound process, but will we still know each other? What’s the recognition factor? I’m me and apprehension in my sure state was easy. Eric’s numbness was the not that of a sensory deprivation tank, that in a sense deadens or blackout exact senses, to enhance another sense and this way dull down for rebirth. A two-step process as opposed to his piling on. More risky since a complete breakdown. Eric says he says he didn’t recall my voice the last time I called. Now he’s all Mr. Transcendent, and I can’t stand his enlightened ass. |
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