Month: July 2025
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Cat Clyde Never Bent the Arrow
Pouring stars scatter at her feet with division temples like grass frogs token synthesis for globetrotting parched royalty like a pelican dancing as it flies / Along the cries of...
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Pecuniary Whistleberries
The whistleberries chased me. They cornered me in an alley behind a club that they owned. The music was loud, with an ostentatious beat, borrowing, begging, for indivisible attentiveness. The...
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Stalling in the Desert
There are paragraphs of dense moisture across her forehead She dances like a maelstrom trophy in the cosmic rusted air Pretending she knew better than the sand whispers of June...
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stepping on ashgroves
the dowry straits with hammers of needle pairs capturing the blessed harmony of strangers’s spikes where no conversation would have them, no troubles no great delinquent piers like a subtle...