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They’ve found a way

Sometime past the solstice summer will kick up dust, shuffling down a dirt road in scuffed Converse. If he asks, about to pass you by, you’re waiting for the fall, when sweet breezes blow in; and if you look to … Continue reading

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I will smash them

I’ll smash these fingers to pieces and saw these hands off my arms. They are petty jewels of an unworn and undeserved crown. They are the vestiges of a lost name. They are vestigial. They have proven themselves redundant, they … Continue reading

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