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Carlos Rowles

Excerpt from The History Vol 2


               the sun shifting forms and shades are seen ... then the silence was broken again ... recalling came within his knowledge ... calais ... could let his thoughts go back ... came to the havre ... brand ... cluster the rolling fogs and swim along ... adversaries who stood collared ... appeared inevitable, but in his excitement overlooked his own danger ... while took to himself at a distance in poised expectant attitudes ... that he had a great hankering for some ... detective stops at the corner, glances up and down the street and then pulls a cigarette ... from the shrimps and moss, which must ... distinctly make out the points he had mentioned ... received ... unless wagons sometime in the night slides ... expecting two ladies here this evening with a document ... them, and a lot of foolishness to see if mother was ... the weapon ... he was grabbed and secure in those days all power was bound in a trice ... bigness ... and that truth and right, when supported strong ... man went away ... disorderly arrangement ... which carried the crops to here almost interminable forests ... warriors, she did her best say... well to what base uses but uh don’t know that it is ... after inner pocket of his trenchcoat ... a match lights up the space between his turned-up collar and the brim ... anyhow, open a bottle of pommard and put a couple of ten by eight process plates in ... your dark chat to me uh ... he waited till the afternoon in july ... prevent working from the inside out, the concrete the sun shifting forms and shades are seen ... then the silence was broken again ... recalling their complete extinction ... choicest possessions much about them ... seems foremost persons were within arm’s length then ... exceed that of the present as the light which hands ... the oppressor and the capture of gleamed ... for it had already become obvious that the enterprises in which uh ... turned and looked back over the sea-spray swimming ... highly elated with this unusual ... his hat which is pulled down for protection against the snow ... it performed twice, vibrations of the sky at twilight ... whirring with the rain ... then traces a spent trajectory and beginning of the hunt ... he picked up ... three classes, and argues that there is something noble about the name ... was resented very soon after ... a french expedition captured the fort ... journey along the road that lack ... the talk may have seemed ... and nurse ... home and they would git another whooping ... some men wouldn’t allow that ... bought ... let defence—suppose you agree to that ... breaking and training, disappears before it hits the sidewalk ... a milk truck a slave mother and her children goes by ... barely slowing down as it turns, the long trip north ... they had not ... tower, from which an unobstructed view of all the alleghenies ... centuries ago ... they are welcome to this freak ... our own genius ... since that day proclaimed himself, demanding to know why did battersea rise ... uh asked the merchant how old is she ... been a house girl corner ... hold this boughs ... it was the sioux way of saying blue sky ... silver, that were bundles of fish the silence ... when tableaux in my mind for several moments—the detective ... the strong armor of the word of god—thrashing ... the old mistress and master wouldn’t agree on that whipping ... the down ... singularly foolish proceedingp—why speculate over an unopened letter ... pause, as in their chapter ... the sinks ... hook, and line, an caught them as they desired ... the writer witnessed as he looks up ... place has been known too ... little red squirrel barked and chattered among the pine ... the general readiness to consume voluminous potions ... done—that’s a good weapon ... table out ... floor ... window of a nondescript building, attended with no ... the sun shifting forms and shades are seen ... then the silence was broken again ... recalling great difficulty other one of dozens (he saw so many) ... andrews picked out twenty-four spirits like unto himself, who entered ... think the edge of a dusty fenced-in field ...


Carlos Rowles is a writer living in the New York City area. Volume 1 of The History is featured at Ubuweb in the “Publishing the Unpublishable” series. He can be contacted at carlos.rowles@gmail.com.
 
 
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