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Storm and Destress

Clouds lower, radios crackle. I repulse election-denying monkeys. Clouds scissor open and close and obfuscate. I punch the[…]

1 The brown-haired girl stood on stone steps; Rusty knocked her down. My collie broke her leg, it seems.[…]

He should have realized that browning leaves, like love, twirl and fall with no remorse. He strums on an autumn[…]

You don’t choose the gelato— the gelato chooses you– its vibe stirred in by the maker. Ciccolato Fondante Extra[…]

Where’s that smell of ozone coming from? lightning? Creating new life in Frankenstein’s lab. “Now I know what it[…]

Cenotaph, the name for a tomb to honor those whose graves lie elsewhere *** Just have the patience to hear[…]

When you clean your weapon When time and again, you clean your weapon When you rub strong-smelling oils into your[…]

I’ve put my life on a shelf; on Snake Island in defiance. Russian warship, go fuck yourself! Ukraine told[…]