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Multiply by words, Alice—
Your airborne army spits spears,
Cracks syllables, breaks glass
Spews fury skyward.
The hundred tricksters
In flight on the page are you,
A swarm of grins penciled in
While oval heads are trampled underfoot,
Or name the Gorgon in the mirror
Alice. The monster twin, the other story,
Whose mouth blasts killing winds,
Forbidden thoughts, brazen phrases
— Nov 05, 2025 04:12AM
Your airborne army spits spears,
Cracks syllables, breaks glass
Spews fury skyward.
The hundred tricksters
In flight on the page are you,
A swarm of grins penciled in
While oval heads are trampled underfoot,
Or name the Gorgon in the mirror
Alice. The monster twin, the other story,
Whose mouth blasts killing winds,
Forbidden thoughts, brazen phrases
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Oviya
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Forbidden thoughts, brazen phrases
Held back in the years of silent ainthood.
Good behavior. Conduct E for excellent.
Weep, Alice, if you want to, howl!
Make it rain, a deluge
Of N’s for needles from your eyes.
Your many I’s. Your multitudes.
Be foment, Alice, ruckus, tirade, trouble,
And if you wish, wish three times.
— Nov 05, 2025 04:18AM
Held back in the years of silent ainthood.
Good behavior. Conduct E for excellent.
Weep, Alice, if you want to, howl!
Make it rain, a deluge
Of N’s for needles from your eyes.
Your many I’s. Your multitudes.
Be foment, Alice, ruckus, tirade, trouble,
And if you wish, wish three times.
Oviya
is on page 131 of 216
Wish them out. Write them null.
Blacken their bodies with ink.
Gorge them on sublimated sweets
Until they reel and fall
Beneath your dancing feet.
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— Nov 05, 2025 04:13AM
Blacken their bodies with ink.
Gorge them on sublimated sweets
Until they reel and fall
Beneath your dancing feet.
(130)
Oviya
is on page 82 of 216
“My father had not been a yeller…I don’t want to think of her”
— Nov 03, 2025 03:56AM
