From Book 1: Correspondence with Jacque Riviere

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From Book 1: Hurl his Soul

            Buy book one, Traitor Comet! Finally Genica and Artaud emerged, carelessly dressed and uncombed and dragging their bags, though I noticed Artaud had taken the time to shave. He was always impeccably clean-shaven, every day, even when he wandered homeless around Paris. He trudged up to Desnos. “Can we go,” he snapped, “so IContinue reading “From Book 1: Hurl his Soul”

From Book 1: Drowning a Mouse

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From Book 1: Poems into Plowshares

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From Book 1: Skip Blithely

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From Book 1: Rrose Selavy

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From Book 1: Artaud Disturbs People Sometimes

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From Book 1: Roulette

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From Book 1: Men versus Women, Part One

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From Book 1: What’s Your Idea of Adventure?

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