"During the air strikes, we sat on the tiled,
dusty floor, stock-still as pills
in a bottle in a pharmacy in a town
where no one gets sick,
where everybody is dead."
--@MosabAbuTuha
"deal breaker"
next-day service · seals the craters
class of cripples cheers you
i wone among monsters · with mid tastes
the moon of mayflies wobbles
the Reaper is proud · of his pruned landscape
a hundred days into World War Three
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