Blood and Guts in High School"Janey lived in the locked room. Twice a day the Persian slave trader came in and taught her to be a whore. Otherwise there was nothing. One day she found a pencil stub and a scrap of paper in a forgotten corner of the room. She began to write down her life, starting with 'Parents stink.' Her father, who is also her boyfriend, has fallen in love with another woman and is about to leave her ... post-punk porn to post-punk feminism ... detailed eroticism with detailed politics and ... 'pop content'--a montage of conversation, description, conjecture, and moments snatched from history and literature"--Page 4 of cover. |
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Page 47
We walk up and around through the sand . ME . WE THE END OF lighthouse : .
WE walk pears . p and . walk for hours . . . the mag places forget time . . . forget
miles . . . wood Een - lealed ray air . wine . water WORLD nd I give up . to the
roles I ...
We walk up and around through the sand . ME . WE THE END OF lighthouse : .
WE walk pears . p and . walk for hours . . . the mag places forget time . . . forget
miles . . . wood Een - lealed ray air . wine . water WORLD nd I give up . to the
roles I ...
Page 117
Jean Genet walks slowly , his hands are in his pockets , he stares as if he ' s not
seeing anything , eyes fixed , at this café . He stops . He stands still for a few
moments . He looks like I always imagined he ' d look . Then he swivels half - way
...
Jean Genet walks slowly , his hands are in his pockets , he stares as if he ' s not
seeing anything , eyes fixed , at this café . He stops . He stands still for a few
moments . He looks like I always imagined he ' d look . Then he swivels half - way
...
Page 118
Genet ' s walking . I walk slowly towards him . He stops , about three feet in front
of me , his hands in his pockets , swaying slightly and leaning forward . I know I '
m looking too hard at him . I say , ' You ' re Monsieur Genet , aren ' t you ?
Genet ' s walking . I walk slowly towards him . He stops , about three feet in front
of me , his hands in his pockets , swaying slightly and leaning forward . I know I '
m looking too hard at him . I say , ' You ' re Monsieur Genet , aren ' t you ?
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Contents
Inside high school | 7 |
Outside high school | 44 |
Janey becomes a woman | 56 |
Copyright | |
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