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I can hear your wail, can you hear mine? It’s distant and patient and you are my distance patiently waiting, wailing, and […]
She’s got holes in her skin where feathers used to be. […]
I have come to realisethat even the selfis a circle, really, goingaround and holding handslike we used to onceupon a time in […]
They told me to head to the mountains. That is where the truth lies. Beyond snow leopards, and icicle caves, and […]