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The sun and the breeze pay each other compliments on her skin
as she lays by the pool watching the gentle movement of what passes for
stillness. Her husband has chosen to stay in bed today. He will get up when
the clock permits him a drink. She is on her third already and sees no end to it. A seagull, its feathers flawless, balances on the terrace railings watching her perspire.
— Jan 05, 2025 07:40PM
as she lays by the pool watching the gentle movement of what passes for
stillness. Her husband has chosen to stay in bed today. He will get up when
the clock permits him a drink. She is on her third already and sees no end to it. A seagull, its feathers flawless, balances on the terrace railings watching her perspire.
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We sail through most days dressed in strangers
and unmarked souls. Children of singing suicides, their magic plundered
and sucked out like sweet fruit, empty their bruises onto dirty plates. Iron
faces fat and slumberous from the death machine drift up to the shoreline
decks, their weightless tongues grubbing ante-mortem blood.
— Jan 29, 2025 02:09PM
and unmarked souls. Children of singing suicides, their magic plundered
and sucked out like sweet fruit, empty their bruises onto dirty plates. Iron
faces fat and slumberous from the death machine drift up to the shoreline
decks, their weightless tongues grubbing ante-mortem blood.
