maelstrom
underneath the bed
away from the maelstrom
of acid words and sharp elbows
it became clear
my parents had no idea
“Our quiet rage gives us wings, the possibility to negotiate the gears winding backwards, uniting all time.”
—Patti Smith / The Year of the Monkey
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i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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