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Grime

A soft bee’s window knock reminds of its existence. How the bee made such an error does confound, Bee must be blind to filthy glory that sticks to...

Politics of a Breakup Between Friends

I brought a box of your junk back and laid old weapons on your doorstep it’s an armistice to begin this new chapter full of treaties and thinly veiled...

Quiet

i like to think that maybe at night when it is very quiet, your mind also...

for Billy

Longing for kindred fascination of wild, of inscrutable universes that...