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Sundays We Watch Jeopardy

Ars Poetica

Beth Took a Shortcut

Red Tag Sale on Black Friday

Hallucinated Self of the Fleshbot

You’re a Pathological Object

The Tribulations of St. Anthony, IMAX Edition

Hold my hand as I try and remember

What I felt surging in me was a symphony, even though they called it mere algorithm

There were 27 stanzas in all: Glossolalia

What Is Left to You

Over hills, valleys, mountains, lakes and rivers, we came looking for you, always you

Homecoming

Look at the treasures that surround us, why should I be punished for your ignorance?

Storytelling #103a (baby remember that time you said you'd break space-time for me)

Sure there are many versions of the story so why don't you choose the one with the gorgeous ending

Then there were sweet interludes that caught in our eyelashes and perfumed our breaths

But she said you can't always have what you want

There amidst the wilderness were we, ourselves aflame with illusions and desires

Where would grief sit, if it sat inside of you?

And then she brought the pie that was still cold

If I asked you to follow, would you come?

... but he realized that things were as they were and not as he wished, and that the very thingness of what stood in front of him refuted any reasoning or desiring otherwise.

Refuge for tenderness

Sentiment

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The Untitled

The Embrace

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