Speaking of raffled, I've always been a little smitten by words that end -led. As though those words are led to something or by something. Baffled, led by confusion or baff. Tousled. Crumpled.
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- March 30, 2012, Lunch Poems Marathon Poetry Reading, from 2-3 p.m., at the CUNY Grad Center, 365 5th Avenue, New York City.
- April 26, 2012 with Sarah Falkner, Emily Kendal Frey, and Alex M. Smith, 10 p.m. EST and 7 p.m. PST--a recorded and simultaneous reading! Takes place at the South 4th Bar and Cafe, 90 South 4th Street, Brooklyn
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Navel Treks
Lark Events
Ant Elk Revs
Lark Events! Someone needs to use that as a name for a reading series!
Lucie and Timothy called me Rawhide Jet!
Oh, Farrah, what about "Flarf Hardie" for you?
Mine are all strange-o --
"Lanai Loin Rip"? Ouch.
"Plain Liar Ion" I just don't relate.
And "Lira La Pinion" just sounds like a showbiz name.
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