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18 Nov 2024
Your distress signals are understood
18 Nov 2024
Somehow we’re now Harold Lloyd/Jackie Chan, letting go of the minute hand
11 Nov 2024
Their hair permed, nails scarlet, knees slim, lashes darkly tinted.
11 Nov 2024
green spores carried on green light, sleeping gentle over steel bones
4 Nov 2024
Outsiders, Off-worlders {how quickly one carves out a corner of the cosmos, / claims a singular celestial body as [o u r s] in the scope of infinity}
4 Nov 2024
Lunar enby folks across here
21 Oct 2024
ghost grandma turned to me like real grandma did last time we were here
21 Oct 2024
Glare stiff and long / As a roadside stalk.
14 Oct 2024
Why shouldn’t I have what they have.
14 Oct 2024
a man put to death (by drinking hemlock, smells like mouse urine) in spite of being a great thinker providing us with philosophy
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