"I feel like literary twitter is a subterranean warren of intersecting and very personal feuds and that every time I like a tweet in its own context it’s like accidentally stepping in a rabbit hole with the potential to agitate — even harm — the little rabbits" --@mcmansionhell
"origin story"
1.
peaked arch off Mechanic Street
haunted by the absence of revenants
of so much not saved
they said we will build a city here
whether or not
anyone wants there to be
2.
not so many mutters
in the mild gray piled-up
ashvalentines · vicious
velleities playing
bare trees pouring pollen
pangs of vetust dew stir
finding out with Endor
owllight ashvalentines
3.
cat-pulled wagon witnessed
by my wordmath gathered
only to say sunward
is set all my debt-flags
moonward all my mulled wine
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