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...flowering from every gesture, the kind of extravagance that can floor the senses and keeps less than a season
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— Oct 19, 2017 10:23PM
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Magdelanye
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I could sense there was an invisible line
where childish things were left behind
and I was clawing wildly in the black
wanting to cross over, whatever the cost.
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— Oct 21, 2017 11:59PM
where childish things were left behind
and I was clawing wildly in the black
wanting to cross over, whatever the cost.
p134
Magdelanye
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it was just the void peeking through a tear
in the days fabric...
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— Oct 20, 2017 11:31PM
in the days fabric...
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Magdelanye
is on page 85 of 288
Half-grown, we we were living our lives by halves,
our dreams were accent rooms we didn't own....
our mute hearts a mystery to ourselves.
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— Oct 18, 2017 11:48PM
our dreams were accent rooms we didn't own....
our mute hearts a mystery to ourselves.
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Magdelanye
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It churned inside him
like the crankshaft of the planet
darkness endlessly turning
toward a deeper darkness
he had no name for
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— Oct 17, 2017 10:37PM
like the crankshaft of the planet
darkness endlessly turning
toward a deeper darkness
he had no name for
p47
Magdelanye
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A highway wants to own the landscape
it sections prairie into neat squares
swallows mile after mile of countryside
to connect the dots of cities and towns p11
— Oct 15, 2017 09:15PM
it sections prairie into neat squares
swallows mile after mile of countryside
to connect the dots of cities and towns p11
