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“I was having coffee with my subconscious. He was a peculiar looking man. Small, with a waxed mustache and crossed legs.
Eloquently they spoke, those ancients—
briefly, and with a shine.
Their thoughts had little wings attached to them,
After a friend tells me names and dreams occupy the same part of the brain, which is why we forget both.
One of the world’s worst emitters makes climate change a “priority.”
On the rain-soaked tribute of The Water Statues.
Before Lulu died, her sister asked a doctor to arrange a video call so she could see her one last time.