"In 2030 it will begin to be de-orbited and crash-landed piece by piece into the Pacific."
"Training your inner monologue to swear constantly so the mind-reading surveillance drones can't sell your data to AI trainers" --@ctrlcreep
"Half Light
I have dreamed of escape, and dreamed
of your silken things all over the floor.
Along a pier sits a new mother,
all of fifteen, who nurses on the hour.
I have dreamed of escape, of ever-afters
Sighed from the ladder below a prow.
I have dreamed of a mother,
A few fresh sprigs of green,
And dawn like a hope chest lined with stars.
All along a pier. . .
All along a drowning throat."
--César Vallejo tr Yvette Siegert (via @JoyelleMcS)
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