molten machine buzz docked atop the horizontal blow returns to strike cheek and brow  with entropy’s graceless glow their whole lives  a single permitted useacross…

here we are again,alone with the screamingwhiskey baby — a thousand milesgone, flies speak a single tongueevery tongue — a pretty girlwalks across the amber…

Say the word swimming. Now say it without the ing. Excellent. You’re up. Spell the word growing. If you take off ing, what do you…

in the smiling eyes of death we find comedy in the unthinkable flatness of dust we discover photography we are our grains and height awake…

it was a quarter past two in the morning and she knocked on the cold, hand-painted door three times. she often went for a 5-mile…

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