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Denis Johnson

Some nights were so / sensory I felt that starlight landing on my back / and believed I could set fire to things with my fingers —  Denis Johnson, from “Talking Richard Wilson Blues, by Richard Clay Wilson,” The Throne of the Third Heaven of the Nations Millennium General Assembly: Poems New and Collected (HarperCollins, 1995)

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