mi rage
We didn’t think it was possible for a very, very, very, long time. even as it all slipped away. slowly, slow, slower. imperceptibility as ignorance. disappearance in plain sight. swathes of ‘over there,’ gone but not landed in these bodies. not my back yard, so not mine. until we realised that all of it was always all of our back yards, always our addiction to destruction. clouding…
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