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Even the guards listened in
as he taught his eternal lesson,
how to live like a moral human. Politics
back then—as now—rampant, wretched corruption,
a den of sociopaths in sheep’s clothing.
It’s another option if you’re ruling out suicide— Ruin rents the land and vermillion limns the fire. Wires scorch down the spines of weight-bearing walls. Rain rusts dull as a … Continue reading →
What Words could fold this paper into a tree? How can I coax its ridges back into bark, rub its creases into nodules, flatten its already concave belly for someone … Continue reading →
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