my spirit so unlike my hands does not chafe then bleed with repeated washing fall back into the water I let my heart be buoyed delight in the light cc: CC 2020
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eternity today is no longer a tale of two mirrors cc: CC
with my inside out, among the lint and pebbly motes that line the frayed seam, there in the dimpled corner of the pocket, lies the forgotten with a contorted wrist and extended fingertip I burrow and I search and I probe and I find among the bunched fabric a hole hope on the rug oddly no dreams leaked those instead tend to seep content unsafe so fragile once back inside the pour I felt I felt I felt cc: CC 2020
all we need now is for fucking extraterrestrials to show up cc: CC 2020
the more I erase the more I push out the non-retractable lead cc: CC 2020
It's purported Tolkien said that "cellar door" is the most beautiful phrase in the English language euphony - the quality of being pleasing to the ear, especially through a harmonious combination of words, e.g. "The poet put euphony before mere factuality" Transmission... via fecal-oral and aerosols... 1 cc: CC 2020 1 Arslan, Muhammad et al. “Transmission of SARS-CoV-2 via fecal-oral and aerosols-borne routes: Environmental dynamics and implications for wastewater management in underprivileged societies.” The Science of the total environment vol. 743 (2020): 140709. doi:10.1016/j.scitotenv.2020.140709
I brush the tip softly with the soft short bristles of my beard and then lick the underside, caressing the fold with my lips biting ever so gently drawing it in What can I tell you? That's just the way I like to eat my pizza Chagall 2020
Should I ever become President I am appointing Robert Ludlum and N.K Jemisin to my cabinet as Joint Secretaries of Complex Plots. Chagall 2020
avoid standing on the shoulders of those who lie supine cc:CC 2020
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