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what you see beneath ussupporting all our doubt and despairare bankers boxes full of paperdefaced with coordinates on howwe were supposed to steer this ship now the return is delayed on our uncharted trip we may as well be carried on this tricky wind andcount all the ways we can fuck up the simplest things …
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What I have to offer you on Beltane doesn't pertain to fire, flowers, or fornication, but fertility is definitely in the mix. I give you aspects of me washed ashore by the sea. You know my heart is bobbing out there on the ocean. The little blue bag before you is filled with treasure to…
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Been thinking about humanity a lot in recent days. Ashes to ashes. Living on this bizarro rock has made me more amenable to escapism than usual. Escape the headlines. Escape slow-day-at-work debates about who should stay in the good ol' US of A and who shouldn't. Escape being human. It's a shame that…
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Dana tells me to keep that fucking door shut. She says every time I come back through it, I'm a different person. I ask her why's the door there if not to be opened? It's a gateway to ruin, Dana says, and you've never been able to leave the dead alone. Stay clear for once.…
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Is Height-Weight Proportionate a thing anymore? I'm curious because I've been called out for my shape-size-stature (all 160 centimeters of me) in recent years. I never heard comments regarding my shape-size-stature back in the days when … well, more people were HWP. I'm not even sure I understand what Body Positivity means. I am positive…
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OKREADY It was the fool moon. Yeah, blame it on the lunge of Libra all tangled up in my "you're terribly unhinged because you've long neglected your needs" business. butreallyiblameitonthefactyousaidCRAZYPEOPLE whilewewereinthemiddleofaperfectlypleasantconvo I'm too old to let anything twist my knickers, or use a word like trigger unless I'm talking about an equine…
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Picture the journeys we've embarked upon that have led us to this aisle, staring up at the same title, wondering if we've found that lost thing we could never quite nail down. What is found was never lost. Let go of the illusion of going with the flow. We agreed upon this meeting place —…
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Gary's less stressed these days. The lights he used to see when he closed his eyes now follow him around like fireflies. Those firefly-like lights create a shimmery rooster tail in Gary's wake as he makes his way through the Food Court. Even the tinkling ring of cat bells, once confined solely to Gary's auris…
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Another bitch looking at me. This one's brown. GO THE FUCK BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM. Where did she get $$$ for that computer? Stole it — bought it with $$$ dealing drugs — sucking dick. That welfare cunt is looking at me again. Maybe she likes my coat. What the fuck??? She's looking at…
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Chéri, listen up. You've always done a good job with that. Scoot a little closer. That's it. Well, I had the dream again. Zoë's head has much to say. I don't need to tell you how much. You know … you know? The world! The monsters! You. You with your straight spine and head harder…
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