in the small places
zaji I’ve always felt that I, human, am frighteningly small and whatever this is that we…
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recycled soul
Come, let me recycle your soul. I will rinse it clean, sanitize it, then send…
Read Morememories in a can
she was dying not from disease it was much more invasive than that there is…
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she waited for herself at twilight under the baobab tree black skirt raised above knees…
Read Moreyesterday’s words
there is a forgotten life inside this aging skin fragmented memories of an ancient epoch…
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i will write for you i will live and die for you i will tell…
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