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I DARE NOT SPEAK FOR ADAM | A. E. SILK
Mitski - Strawberry Blond
Clavicorona pyxidata
6-15 at Delaware Water Gap, PA
i pickled some a couple of months ago and these binches pickled!! delicious... firey!!
belief system // ffevercation
Guilt // ffevercation
Mary Oliver, “Don’t Hesitate.”
someday i, too, will return to the dew on the grass.
12/10/2019 // 9:07pm
Creature Feature: Bigfoot
Perhaps the only monster in this bestiary to have his own sitcom, Bigfoot’s fame can be traced back hundreds of years to Native American legend – and he still makes guest appearances in the woods today.
Some witnesses have found strange footprints, 14 inches long and 8 inches wide, with 4 toes, in the snow. Others have seen a hairy, ape-like, biped that stands 7-9 feet tall and weighs between 600 and 900 pounds.
Me or You
“What do you believe in?” I asked.
The little man with his long white beard chuckled to himself as he carved the wide top of the mushroom. “I believe in myself. Anything outside of me doesn’t care if I believe in it or not.”
“And does that help?” I asked, genuinely curious.
He looked at me and smiled wide with his missing teeth. “Do you believe it does?”
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I ask myself to begin existing. By the time the kettle flicks off there could be a human, sitting in my skull, running tracks over the soft folds of my cranium. I can feel my toes cold on the sticky linoleum. I wish for socks; find a haggard crone holding court over the concession of my comforts.
Taking a long slug of coffee, I wish the liquid down to my heels. It pools in my stomach and I am blissfully aware, hating, consumed by its passage.
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