Thursday, September 16, 2021
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The pipes

  They can’t kill us. No. I won’t let them. Ever. Since the day I came to this world, I opened my eyes and was greeted by...

Old letters

Did we not, as children, let the seasons pour from our bosoms- artlessly, as buds bringing to light. Colors   I painted words in pristine tonality. The subject watered by...
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