"Sorrow has no shape.
It bends us and breaks us
like we are dough
waiting to be shaped
into graves"
--@johnguzlowski via @ericcoliu
" ‘Are you on drugs, sir?’ asks the girl. ‘No, this is normal’ he responds." (On Kanopy. ☆☆☆☆☆)
Random # 149 = 302 in base-7; 3 + 0 + 2 = 5 lines
stillborn teachers stitching
starkly the paved darkness
city born of botflies
debarred pattern garden
in the herb-bright orbit
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