deep sigh

Just stumbled across this lovely little snapshot of Kathy Acker:

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The last time I saw that jacket, it was April 1996 on Everett Street. Kathy had just told us she was moving to England because she was punch drunk in love.  She also told us that she had been screened for breast cancer but it was totally nothin to worry about although her liquid brown eyes said different.  She gave us hugs, folded herself into the back of a taxi cab, and rolled away.

And that was the last time I saw that jacket.  And that beautiful woman inside.

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