Paula Koneazny: Grammar Lessons

7. Certain fragments lack a sense of completeness in an individual way:


dear department of the interior. dear minister of posts and sinkholes. I am bowled over by our infrastructure’s ferocity. think constantly of the market. the sale of one for one bringing to mind a defect—the chance act that changes the course. what does it mean to survive? to have bad luck? think of my own predicament. how grateful I am that I don’t know. for if I knew, I might make it my calling card. dear department of allegiance. the infested are our pioneers.

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