frannerisms
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What is the weight of screaming, I don’t know!Then Kelsey said dale mija, exhala y let it all go-means go ahead, means pues dale, pues go, wellgo, go, go, go, vete I mean it, off our high horsesnew countries, let’s see em fuckin visas with meaning I mean it! I mean itI swear that I…
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Love poems, love poems, to myself!I’m the finest liquor, we’re all bottom shelf,I have an idea, it turns into threecold calls on quiet dreaming,diaphanous to meet youleads to monkey see over do;this is a whisper, my nature:bloody ink, give me strugglegive me truth!And, if that’s who you’re meant to play at this season’s matinee, I…
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Scuba diving is heartbreaking only if you know just how colorful the coral used to be!Back before we destroyed the safe environment of the fragile-y strong seas.I’ll tell you, I sat next to a girl in class one daynext to a girl she held my hand and we spoke of life on other worlds. I…
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the huge wooden disk stands in the middle of the dining room did you forget to use a seashell king-of-hearts coaster this wood is porousgangly sun salutation makes your neck paint the bone-brown art-found light-leaking walls your eyes cross the beams on the high ceiling, shared earth is where mongoose run at sunrise and mid-day…
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My I is metaphysical and doesn’t exist in time so stop asking if I’m ok, ok? unrelated: I’m not
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I feel not enough, but just barely. Not enough like in a recipe that calls for a cup and I’ve misjudged the amount, and I’m aware of it, but I don’t tap the edges, I don’t sift the flour, I don’t. I just throw it in, a little bit off, and I say ‘It’s good…
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This life is an act of creativity—my evolution brews, the rainforest stirs.My mind; bright yellow, my soul a deep seanothing human is alien to me. I’m an object in motion, a mind at rest, chaos and collection and the luxury of a deep breath I am human, I am human, I am me.Formed or in…
the case for human error 