In A Waking Dream

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You’re just too dumb.

You write too faux-intellectually with these terrible analogies and metaphors. You come off sounding like a seventeen-year-old angst-ridden hipster. Try...

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Solvent Draft

// July 6th, 2007 at 5:43 AM EST, or something likely “I know the pieces fit, because I watched them...

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Meditation in the Park

It’s cold. Not blistering cold. Just a bit wet. Maybe I should get out of the river. No, wait, I...

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Sky Below a Seraphim

Cherished are you Fly along the zephyr To your foreign land Mostly stolen In holy white Blessed purple majesty Laced...

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Scissors

“I’m afraid that I’ll never find love again. But I don’t think I will talk about that. Every night, I...