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pancakes or waffles? 

it’s all the same mix, reallythese poetic tics of syllable and song.  this hanging  line, that starlit swoon,the way the moon borrows both lightand time.  she thrums. she hums.she drugs herself withlove and hate and dragonfire. she gathers wild  and paper-scrapes her skin to form a … Continue reading

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