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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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do you know
that the world behind
the skin of my forehead
is war
torn?
there are bodies here,
strewn across the grass of my cortices.
each one holds a rifle—
the kind with the blade protruding
from the end of the barrel.
the walls of my skull
are covered in its absurdity,
in hieroglyphics that have no meaning
or translation. this land
is split down the middle,
two lobes of gooey flesh
that know only how to hurt,
how to ache, never how to
clean up afterwards.
— There Are Bodies Here.
asking myself “is this really who i want to be forever?” a lot lately
Souls on the Road (1921)
Linda Ridgway, Longing, 2005, Bronze, 13.5 x 22 x 1.75 inches
High hopes not high enough.
Song of Avignon, Jonas Mekas, 1968
Courrèges SS24 RTW by Jaime Cano for Purple Magazine