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StoryFebruary 13th tan63011 years 11 months ago
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StoryExperiments in Human Waste tan63214 years 3 months ago
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Cherry

Ode on a tortoise, in gold

I've never seen an angry tortoise, super-cool, faintly ridiculous. Slow and methodical, intelligent. Soft on the inside, hard as granite without...
Gold cherry

Engraving in chalk, Dover

( A tribute to the destitute ) Welcome all, migrants, adventurers, destitute. This land belongs to noone. These cliffs, these calcite forms, these...
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Cherry

Sitting, Refucio, Andalucia, smoking, in red

Calm as a stone, a fucking great boulder. Grounded, whole, invulnerable, permanent. Knowing only peace. Elemental. Not black, not white, but...
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Cherry

Ode to a Ladybird

Red and black. Polka dots. Carapace. Hard. Why so pretty? Brave. Predatorless. Male and female, twins (need a magnifying glass to tell them apart)...

Letter to Marcos, Chiapas, Mexico

Dear Marcos, Horseman, shaman, writer, teacher, spirit of the hills. Did you sleep well last night, the sleep of the just, or did you sleep with one...

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