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This land I watch over / is a place with old stories / and plant medicine. / It is earth a mountain lion walks . . .
We were, all of us, ethered
when the window broke. Soon after, the floor
The terms of the bet declared that for every ten seconds under sixty seconds it took the diver to wrestle the octopus out of. . .
In The Irishman, mob opulence is eclipsed by ugliness.
My boyfriend left me abruptly a few months ago and immediately got a new girlfriend.
How the state has tried and failed to criminalize solidarity in the borderlands