Month: December 2024
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Today in bridle concerns
Taken aback like sirens laughing Horns cracking at the sound of dawn we will not mistreat our heroes but instead, fabricate unwanted proposals and empty doorway fountains, perceptible only to...
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Startling in the Urban Growth
outsizing dimming lights for the pollution of the Saints of communal matrimony downsizing the complaints of feral locksmiths cordial in their abecedarian returns formulating a line predisposed for lighting journey...
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trembling lines of doctors and taste
within the thrush, an oblique shattered missile aims pointedly at zero waste subscriptions and tangible assets that react within reach we have called the doctor we did not trouble her...
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felled locations and token provisions
where one fountain pen bites you another snake will not approach There is a symmetry to our movements through this junction of inaction and action like cohorts of time, soft...
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Fragment of a Celebration at the Banquet of Morning
The diagenesis conversations And the moderate gale sigh The insinuations are the bureau of our lives A stencil watercourse An elaborate Emily Frost headhunter for book markers to reinterpret what...
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Before pearls, the sand
there are stealth whispering trees in their father’s lawn, like a doctor who has never dreaded a harsh word or laughed on purpose, finding himself sold at the art fair,...
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Julia Jacklin Sits Pardoned
Julia Jacklin skipping on hearts in the clouds Seldom does she laugh out loud but she has rested in the present like a soft-island pearl too eclipsed within the standing...
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Sleepers of evening grown
there are no leaves for those fallen asleep where shadows spring headaches and sport coats like feathers and dawn caffeine to the absent screen for doorways and grocery drawers there...
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storehouse where redoubtable singers are elevated
Singers humbled across the defensive four gates, drowned in the sand cloth for piracy of faith, troubled like gravel in summer as lonely as the decrepit winter dust among the...
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She Will Meet Them in the Sand and the Frowning Parade
sagacity warrant for the great mislabeled sparrow She turns Her head towards the frowning parade that is like a gas light in perpetual applause treble enclosure for Her forever sea...