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Architectural Mutations in the American Trajectory
the long house was transplanted from the Iroquois territory in the eastern
woodlands to the plains and became a motel
seen from another planet, it was a sub-microscopic particle between two
small dots on a map
a place to spend the night
it’s community spirit was sucked out like marrow
there would be no common room
rooms were joined by hairline cracks and crude peepholes
it was a compartmentalized place for a quick rendezvous and enforced
solitude
a hot shower
some shuteye
a place somewhere between uncertainty and despair
faded pink, yellow and turquoise doors could be opened outward
to a vast expanse of flatlands and open sky
but remained shut
inside, perversions uncoiled themselves
became slack or were sharpened
a place of utmost liberty and complete aloneness
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