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Smoke
He handed me a cigarette in that cave of foliage, the same woods we played in some ten years earlier. He wasn’t saying much between puffs and staring off which was easier than catching up on the forever since I … Continue reading
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Venom us.
i am venomous. a ventriloquist bent on soliloquies drilled into me like pills under pillows, dreams less shallow than whatever we thought we wanted. launch me from this stasis, this ice cube life, this pale blue artifice built of promise rings … Continue reading
