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soldier of breath armed with exhalations and arms that are taking too much oxygen pressing her away   meanwhile the heart is losing the battle and there is a foxhole somewhere you might fit into but she feels clunky and tired and worn like a used gun that smokes too much and shoots too little … Continue reading

sunny with rain inside

we are here to produce babies of art that make us hear ourselves in our work * the worst thing that humans have made are more humans who do worse things * i keep producing poems for you keep poetry productive * against the backdrop of infinity sometimes i don’t know is the best we … Continue reading