I hugged constantly for five years. It made me a better angrier man.
the invisible signals (yes) of
a net, of a rain, of a cloud—
“These works sometimes manifest in multiple forms that cannot be contained by the print page alone.” -Dao Strom and Jyothi Natarajan, Co-Editors
I asked my characters what they wanted and they answered. My goal was to write a book about middle America during the opioid epidemic. I ran cars full of dope boys with fake MRIs from Ohio to Florida.
Then I realized “Damn, that’s fucked up” and ruminated, chewed on grass like a lilac cow in the Alps.
chog an experience in eppy set: {x},{x} smeers to {yyyyyy}, concresscing, cryssle (CR) to cemend (CM). i positt a numbmur (n), it hings
I’d like the work I do to matter somehow, which is all the proof I need that it doesn’t.
& that someone asked the blushed face father will he see him again & he said absolutely absolutely & I thought we are the same
Each center describes what happens in another center
I’m not a cynic, I’m here
Watercolor in dream phoneme I hope this reaches you up like where.
