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"What makes you think either one even exists?"

“medicine riddle”

burn down the house
& escape by the light of its burning

the warm water
spilling over my thumb

why are there echoes
in this place of soft barriers

echoes that are not
my own voice distorted

echoes with knives

"It was just the children who died—children, the only ones among us who don’t know the meaning of death. It had never occurred to them that bombs would fall like symphonies on their souls, taking them up to the vastness of the sky."

"I think I keep expecting to get exercise endorphins from forcing myself to finish a bad book."
—@thebasementtan.bsky.social

Getting there.