ISSUE № 

11

a literary journal in multiple timezones

Nov. 2024

ISSUE № 

11

a literary journal in multiple timezones

Nov. 2024

New Norwegian (Parts 1 & 2)

The West
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New Norwegian (Parts 1 & 2)

Part 1: A Rapacious Bird, and or A Life Filled With A Snake

Were glad enough to get their supper was a pretty large share it must takes to tell unmercifully. Whereupon a very singular thing at her. I turned around glad enough to on the freeway. I picked out both shoulders were glad enough to get their supper confiding. A new charm. One’s foot. It took a long in less time than it takes on a life filled with is the way we talk to one a great eagle. They you. A page. Plenty of pages. A line when I the front. Look at to possess the spirit in such a what the eagle me on the phone in the young and there was really.

Turned around and It could have been a book. Got more than he no sooner saw and began to beat they discovered a great eagle. They were I turned around and the world line when I speak to you. A takes to tell it at the time. And the world was with lies and not day tomorrow.

The gods looked when I looked at her. I turned lose one’s foot. Taken than he gods looked first at each other and of design. And then into the tree and this was a pretty large share it her. I turned around and the how I used to based on a life we were confiding. A new charm. A to get myself together in more than he no is possession and that is the way turned around and the world turned. But charm. A new sense of design. Going to be the morning. But that It is going to be a bird unmercifully. Whereupon a very singular a page. Plenty of pages. Sense of design. And reminded me of how I used to get myself together in the spirit in such a way freeway. I was walking to my great eagle. They were glad enough to he would only get the meat cooked. Get their supper on how I used to get myself a line. It is a that is spirit night was young and there way as to almost lose one’s foot. Angry when anybody happened as.

But what I meant to say night was young and used to get myself together and even then the world to you. A page. Plenty one’s foot. It took a eagle he might have what he wanted the eagle he might have I used to get myself together in the room. There was a time than it takes to tell meant to say was at once and we were was really something in was driving in the car. I was he would only get the but what I meant to say the eagle flew a snake. The world turned when I involved at the time. And pages or this is was a spirit there then into the tree and was walking to my car. I was cooked. The bird and then into the tree possession and that is the way we singular thing happened as.

What he wanted if he would were glad enough to have been a book. Or a when I speak to you. Was that the night was young if he would only more than he world is made of stone. It is the front. Look the phone in the evening. I other and then into a great eagle. Really something in the room. There was the way we talk to one another. Involved at the time. And the world have been something else. Plenty. Weird of stone. It is one another. All at once a great pole and began used to get myself together in the his word and all at once and we the tree and there design. And then look They were glad there were decisions to one another. All at line when I less time than it takes to the car. I was on the time. And the world was a as his word and in he wanted if he would only get room. There was a spirit there or say was that I meant to say was It could have took a long time. There It could have been and picked out they told the eagle new sense of design. And good as his word and in less to get myself together in the morning. Enough to get their supper on almost used to get myself had taken than he seized a great there they discovered a look at the way things are going. He might have what way as to almost lose share it must be a new day tomorrow.

The gods his word and anybody got more than was that the night was young decisions to be made. Involved at the meat cooked. The they told the in the room. It takes to tell than he no sooner when I speak to you. A I was involved at the time. And another. All at once and we were based on a life filled with a snake. The world turned when I out both shoulders and both legs. Terms so they told the eagle he unmercifully. Whereupon a foot. It took a long there was a spirit have what he wanted if was based on a life filled and we were pages. It could have been a freeway. I was walking to first at each room. There was a spirit there or going to be a there they discovered a great get myself together in the morning. Reminded me of could have been a book. Or a or strange. A smile. And bird was as a very singular thing happened as.

She called me on the phone in I meant to say was that any terms so they told he would only get the first at each were confiding. A new charm. A at her. I turned around and the A new charm. A beat the rapacious bird unmercifully. Whereupon reminded me of how I.

Part 2: Danish Dice, or Norwegian Poker

Now then, which hut? You a free hand, and it. Pages, or this is of how I used to get myself a brief hesitation, thrust forth a clumsy a cent. Fix your and not one stone. It is shiny, confiding. A new charm. A new involved at the time. Paw, lifted, a have been something else. Plenty. Weird. Got to give me another chance, Lars; I was on you. A page. Plenty close. Don’t let me. To possess the spirit in such. Watch me close. Don’t on the freeway. I with lies, and not one of. Can’t fool a foreigner, can you? We talk to one snake. The world turned when I looked. Been a book. Lars; I’ll fool you yet. We talk to one another. All me. Look in the front. Look at object of general curiosity.

“You guessed it!”

Foreigner, can you, boys? My, my! Was walking to my car. I was to you. A page. Plenty of pages. He was a center of made. She called me on the phone, poker; they’re both the same. Car. I was you, a free hand, and it turned when I looked at her. I turned around and was a center of interest. Yet exposed. The object of. It is going. The time. And the world was possession. To possess the spirit lifted a shell, and to get myself together in was a center of interest. He possession. To possess the spirit, I was driving forth a clumsy paw, lifted a me that we played for fun? But the front. Look at. Turned around and the world filled with lies and not one. Now then, which hut hides the is spirit and the front. Look at the at her. I turned around and the I speak to you. A page. Plenty. My, my! Ain’t it lucky for don’t let me deceive you. Now then, possession. To possess the a cent. Fix spirit in such object of general curiosity. I’ll fool you be a new the spirit in little ball and watch me close. Don’t around and the world turned. But that became conscious that he was speak to you.

A page. Plenty of I was walking to my car. I of how I used to get myself and there was forth a clumsy paw, cent. Fix your baby blues what I meant boys? My, my! Ain’t it that was based on a life filled with lies upon him, the Norseman became conscious me close. Don’t let me deceive object of general curiosity.

“You guessed sense of design. Driving in the car. I can you, boys? One’s foot. It you, boys? My, my! Ain’t possession and that is It is going to commendation, there was pleased surprise, in Mr. is going to be a new day way we talk to design. And then look at me. Day tomorrow.” Danish dice or Norwegian thrust forth a clumsy at her. I a free hand that is spirit and that is possession It took a long is going to be a new get myself together in the morning. Center of interest. He grinned half-heartedly paw, lifted a shell, I meant to ain’t it lucky for or Norwegian poker, they’re both the same. To be made. She called me when I looked at her. I half-dozen pairs of book. Or a line. Or it at the time. And the I speak to you. A day tomorrow.

“Danish dice or Norwegian poker, they’re was walking to my car. I to almost lose one’s foot. They’re both the same. I’ll deal made of stone. One of us were lying. It time. There were decisions to be made. Car. I was involved at to be made. She called me on is shiny, but what I foot. It took a long that is the way we talk to hesitation, thrust forth is a line when I speak to the little ball and new day tomorrow.”

Danish dice or Norwegian the car. I day tomorrow.

“Danish dice or something in the a new charm. A brief hesitation, a smile. And life filled with lies and not one fool you yet you yet me on the phone in the evening. Were decisions to be made. She on the little ball and a page. Plenty of pages. Me deceive you. Now of us were lying. It reminded me surprise, in Mr.’s tone.”

You can’t driving in the car. I was on life filled with lies and or strange. A smile. A foreigner, can you, boys? Plenty. Weird, or strange. A smile. We were confiding. A new charm. A new charm. A new us were lying. Something in the room. There that was based a spirit there or there was possession. Eyes upon him, the Norseman became I meant to say was that the that was based on was a center of evening. I was driving in the car. The world is made of involved at the time. And the world turned. But that one another. All half-dozen pairs of eyes upon him, be a new day tomorrow.

“Danish life filled with lies and not my car. I was you. Now then, was based on a after a brief hesitation, thrust forth to almost lose one’s foot. It and the world turned. But that a half-dozen pairs of eyes upon him, we played for charm. A new sense of design. Lucky for me that we there were decisions to be made. She noting a half-dozen pairs of eyes upon got to give me another really something in the room. There was car. I was on new sense of design. And young and there was really was involved at the time. Meant to say was that the It is shiny, but what be made. She called me Now, then, which hut hides the something in the room. Another chance, Lars; I’ll dice or Norwegian poker, object of general things are going. It is I looked at was that the a spirit there or there was possession.

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Harold Abramowitz
Harold Abramowitz is from Los Angeles. His books and chapbooks include (!x==[33]) Book 1, Volume 1 by .UNFO (collaboration with Dan Richert, Blanc Press, 2011), A House on a Hill (A House on a Hill Part One) (Insert Press, 2010), Not Blessed (Les Figues Press, 2010),  and Dear Dearly Departed (Palm Press, 2008).  Harold co-edits the short-form literary press eohippus labs (www.eohippuslabs.com), and writes and edits as part of the collaborative projects, SAM OR SAMANTHA YAMS and UNFO.