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@matthew-pasquarello
Rubbing your feet together is the best
spooky climates
To Mock A Killing Bird
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Hey dude :) great news to hear that you're published
im doing a literature course and one section of that requires me to study a collection of poems by a published author and i've been thinking of choosing your work. It feels polite to ask so uh... would that be okay?
Yeah absolutely
Should i borrow a laptop and write something for everyone
the end of summer always smells like this. melted ice cream at the edge of the earth. men piss in alleyways discussing their triumphs. they are embarrassed that it adds up to little more than board game wins, few and far between.
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Poetry. And I'm proud of it. And I'm gonna release another one. Hayoooo!
damnanita
set flag in landfill and watch the pastures follow suit
peachmango-kombucha
despite laws of physics there are soap bubbles carrying us to society's outer limits, where the raccoons wear polyester and love grows like panic attacks
of-thee-moon
for all the booze and blankets there's still cold fragments in dark dark places
cjamswriting
it wasn't abstract, it was a popsicle-stick joke ran into the proverbial ground and has since met many different shoe-sole patterns
the-faye-collective
just once more as a third-eye is poked out by a flipped coin
we can be on display later, for now let's just be silhouettes in someone's avant-garde photograph
anybody else going to Stoked For The Summer