esoteric dumpster

posting from the dumpster in the esoteric alleyway

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swear like a sailor

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wrong side of the tracks

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smokin’

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reach for a dream

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nike of samothrace

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powerlines + pink hair

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summer begins

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ethel cain at the moon, tallahassee fl, 5.5.2026

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investigating the oracle’s box of drugs

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“the night time is my time for just reminiscing.”

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that girl, fearless from the middle of her,

down to uneven legs

cuts the screen with nails too long

dives under the fence

inviting and outrunning

inciting and fleeing

the vacated palace, holding someone else’s grief

in the empty tape recorder and the sunlit kitchen

filtering dust through rooms remarkable

clawing gashes through rainbow insulation

spirits carry on

all the weight of a cathedral

invisible and thick like kiwi serum

pooled in a ziploc on the burning carpet of vines.

it was intrusion.

plastic fork weapon and willpower

returning home and keeping

knowledge in the top drawer titled

“how to keep secrets that aren’t my own”.

silver threads tied to her head

like books are bound

a castle in the tropic of cancers

passed down trailer by trailer

yet the sun still sets too late to be tired.

mom still kneels to hug her.

still is the sound, as

quiet, through the front door

comes the flood.

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moving in stereo

spinning till i’m dizzy

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i left home when i drove home

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find me where the palm trees sway

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“hope is then something to bite on, to put between the teeth,” - john berger

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i thought i would come back stronger

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cities in yellow