12/01/2022


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Marginal Note The glue spreaders are dying   and the eaves are drying after their nightly cry. Nothing sticks anymore. The singulari...

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    Sleepy Time   A pile of spent tea bags,  a loose leaf atlas of dreams,  and sketches for the person  you wish to wake into  tomorrow mo...
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    Prana, Circling four hours wakefulness in the center of the night kitchen paced, food heated, cold tea sipped while fruit rats, armadillo...
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      Bears   four and twenty blackberries caked onto the waiting sky sliced wide open, dripping juice stains on linen   a one man...