Tuesday, January 07, 2025

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Nail in the coffin.

"Knit so hymnic, I mime.
We mirror rime.
We mimic, in my host ink."

--@anthonyetherin.bsky.social

Wrasse hijinks.

"a freezing wind
one crow
in father's room"

--@poemexe.com

When I paint my masterpiece.

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