Just got ghosted on Hinge: It doesn’t matter, the life is ruined already.
Overheard through Telegram
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Generation
Stasis in darkness. Then the substanceless blue— In the picture I have of you, Melts in the wall.??? The idiot A cleft in your chin instead of your foot, your root, I never could tell where you— Put your foot— For the hearing of my heart— It really goes.
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Sunday Afternoon, April
There is a tiny man in her hair and he is screaming at me. “Hello there!” He is screaming. “Please remove me from this strand of hair!” He is screaming. “This is a terribly inconvenient place for me to be right now!” He is screaming.
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DEAR AMERICA I WANT TO ASK YOU A QUESTION
I want to go on a road trip through your belly find dirt along the Ohio River thick with skeletons
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