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more more than this you must give me more i am not armed for aimless love for the faded sundays under lazy fans the lukewarm spreading of a family cat the dispassionate mumbling between a blanket and duvet and the needless needing by tea left alone in the microwave i am equipped with years of … Continue reading
To the Class of Medicine 1960, I would like to thank you for the Class of Medicine 1960 Research Bursary opportunity for my 2018 summer academic term. Without it, I’d be idle and researchless. I’ll admit this latter neologism is not a word, which is both sign of littered learning spent this summer and the … Continue reading
the following is bad entomology from a worse anthropologist * must i paint the flowers too those who will wait for the wicked days when rain is promised ground taking form of the air the soap taking form of you both holding the seeds of dirt where a stem sits like that dark thing there … Continue reading
how do i hold this hope of not fearing that one day you will find the happiness that i see in something beyond myself is it constraint to want this thirst at my leg is there freedom to be left among the rain her thick warm soul then everything these holes that … Continue reading
who was milking the grey of those clouds where there we be not doing it again like those birds that block the branches that eat the scraps see the showers stuck as bathtubs that too must suffer the fate of eroding to the human form with whiteness praised the nails clipping the esophagus look look … Continue reading
another lung lonely with those birds on the line squawking and shitting blabbing about how to hide the sun destroy the trees eat more than their bodies have shit in them to shit more than their bodies can shit there is no breath untouched no love in the day their wild wings are the … Continue reading
does he look before he leaves will she desert you for herself has anyone told you you were made to be kissed held given thick limitless chocolate to daily even if it will make you plump with lips that hold and kiss more fat with fat this is you big enormous you … Continue reading
Love, Every day, it piles. All I need to tell you. All I haven’t. Some of it is trivial. I have a cat. Her nails are long. She scratches me. Some of it is important. I have a cat. Her nails are long. She scratches me. And it is this repetition of both, in both, … Continue reading
how have you last looked at love was it with thick holes then radiance the rushing against the arms of the hairy wind were there worn whispers you there naked chaos telling this worried world that sometimes a sunflower must shine brighter than the sun that feeds it who held the stem … Continue reading
Dear distant friend, I am bustling through Spain onboard a sleek, undisturbed universe of a bullet train with sun licking the already-burnt skin and a raw, restless summer peeking at countrysides past and farmlands unseen. My prose is the same unadulterated self-masturbatory streaking you are used to in a style shared with the likes of … Continue reading
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