glitch48, Sept 19, 2021 tracks stitches waves shadowed trees sprouting new grasses maybe 1000 meters maybe Molise buttonholes to wrap the body in warm nothingness bits of ice, buildings of solitude and fear, targets self-righteous yellow, fecund feces to grow onions. sprout in January futures - echoes of browned skins that fall from hand to foot to make to eat valley ridge dreams text, jan 20, 2024
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