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i am looking back at my life like a bather on a beach hopping from sand spot to sand spot to avoid the heat and the pain of staying around for too long even if i’ll get used to it because there is water ahead cool water that waves back to me and my bouncing … Continue reading
there is something to be said about not having the words yet i just don’t know how to say it at the moment * without god i am left to believe that what i believe leaves me as i and that is a bit unfortunate because i am told there is so much more than … Continue reading
the world has no ambition and for this reason most people blend in the background as stones and weeds you have to climb or cut ditch them look to the sun its goal is to burn the world alive do the same by living in heat and trying to freeze the sun if only … Continue reading
ground your desire to fly with the lightness of darkness that surrounds totally making you feel nothing except for the weight of everywhere it has been like your mouth and your eyes and inside those limbs that wave in night without anyone seeing not even you only feeling the something in you and the dark … Continue reading
be a man legs open like a dog’s tongue on a hot day panting and pantless be a man looking at the sun eyes closed eventually after imprinting it with night be a man wanting to be a woman to understand what she wants you to be as a man be a … Continue reading
a thing i wrote for a writing thing. * When I first met Kacper Niburski, I thought he’d speak about himself a lot. I imagined the type of writer who used the third person often, got a kick of referring himself as a character, and who would say, after reading a piece that’d drag on … Continue reading
all my friends are going to die strangers while i spend my last few few trying to remember the strange times we had when we had time like when michael made me drink alcohol in grade eight and i said this can’t be it and when i touched my first boob after the practice of … Continue reading
the following is a full cat playing with a dead mouse * i am applying the principle of parsimony and the simplest thing is to not have principles * some sum that i’m probably improbable that much i’m certain of * absolutely no absolutes * allow all allure always although alignment aliens * is … Continue reading
i’ve been thinking of the silent winter that buries and brings quiet and darkness with enough gray weight that even my closed eyes cannot match for they are too warm while around all freezes into goodbyes until i open like hands holding hands missing the one that made them fall in love with flesh softer … Continue reading
i hope i lead i because i am not much of a follower * where is where for i am only left with why and the nothing place found in a lack of answer where i sit then stand and feel no taller for i see no differently even with my eyes closed and wearing … Continue reading
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