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poetry is just drunk chunks of undigested thoughts pretending to be a meal that must be suckled from the floor for feeling * poetry is unpoetic far too often and often too far from poets who try to say all that’s been said by saying very little for that bit is how much has mattered … Continue reading
I’m having a difficult time crafting something beautiful. I feel overwhelmed with the possibilities, swallowed by them as though I were in a whale. I only have guts and slime to work with. I can’t tell which anatomical part is what. All is hazed in similarity and goo. The same tissue and muscle and fat. … Continue reading
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