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The plants get the therapy, while the speaker goes deeper into that technology pit of despair.
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Read More“A foul mouth bitch is worse than a car wreckThat’s why a fist or a dick sometimes need to put them in check, “Disrespect in any form a motherfucka can never let rideSo like an icy street that...
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Read MoreThere is a Cheyenne word for the act of preparing the mouth to speak like the moment cloud guts open above plains, before damnation floods Hinged, beneath the softest decibels Alzheimer smiles prevented our lips from moving Our hearts stopped for one thousandth of a second, sisters...
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A haunting, beautifully layered meditation on loss, memory, and ritual. The imagery is vivid and intimate, moving effortlessly between grief, remembrance, and fleeting moments of connection. The poem lingers like smoke, both tender and unflinching.
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I genuflect to the beautiful reply and inherent kindness. Heartfelt thanks Roma. Never really been able to articulate losing them in the same week. There was a joint funeral and I was tasked with supplying the epitaph and music. They travelled to ash to the disco thrum of Abba! Mum would have loved that.
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This felt like a travelling within the mind and being trapped.
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