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"...though the war with the aliens continued, people could never agree on what kind of a war it was, or what its boundaries were."

relict pale cerulean
ringing as this jazz wanes
a soaked shirt consorts with
sear-wielding concealments
on the gray hard griddle
grubs undertake traiking

Trek Egyptian.

“The only thing I have in common with God is that I don’t exist.”

- Fanny Howe (via @_AustinAdams)

A little list for you.