Fidgety is not something I am, It is something I hold, I act as if this timber’s got a mould— as if I am so unconveniently tame, as if I get chopped down and told to behave, as if my page rages from the left of the right, as if the morning wakes up to… Continue reading Oh, Tweeze!
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The Invite
Went to ask of Alice And hear the things she said. Whispering of cabbages And soddered cups to fill my head. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ In, amongst, amidst the kin, she offered to spill of grins, fellow monks that saturate the silence to begin. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Advancement,” she said, “can be discussed over tea.” ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Alas, I could not… Continue reading The Invite
Southbound For Trouble
The people I love are the furthest away, the furtherest away are the people I love
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