Saturday, July 25, 2026

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"Instantly touches the spot.

I’ll never be a great photographer because for me everything looks equally good through a viewfinder.

8 Literary Horror Books That I Love.

"sleeping almost to five"

desk corner free, frisking
for the mortal lulz
dark out & no Oort surplus

articles drop, swapped out
in a room drawn random
chub drifts & choppy rafters

inches away from saying
desk corner casketry
calibrates burnt malice

"Alto saxophonist John Handy, who was on the stand, said Mingus dropped without warning into 'a very slow, mournful blues in C minor.' By the end of the set the core of the song existed."

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