a poem by michael ondaatje.
"An elimination dance begins with a crowded dance floor. At a signal, the band stops playing and the announcer reads an elimination... Any dancer answering this description must sit down, and their partner is also disqualified. The process continues until a single couple remains."
ps: this reads in chronological order, and is complete
Those who have come across their own telephone numbers underneath terse insults or compliments in the washroom of the Bay Street Bus Terminal
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