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Mystery Loves Company

… Everyone wanders, wonders why is the sky boo, a ghost-wraith curdle-curled in her own dark sk(e)in? These apples are flailing, not falling, from forests and trees we can no longer seize. We’re making out like banshees, stealing sound and … Continue reading

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