Humans cannot be commanded to love. They can scarcely be commanded to sit still.
My favorite part of South Korean elections.
"the precious days"
mere remigratory
morth amidst salt Carthage
mitigation— goat-eyed
gaze of a masked casket—
longshadowed dry shingle
i'm shipwrecked where ripples
pass into the tossed-out
tale of a fifth failure
tourbillon's hard landing
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