Permanence / by Denise Duhamel
The barista at the coffee shop is covered in tattoos. She says there are only two ways they hold her back. 1. She can't work…
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The barista at the coffee shop is covered in tattoos. She says there are only two ways they hold her back. 1. She can't work…
Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea! Over the rolling…
Out of the fog comes a little white bus. It ferries us south to the technical mouth of the bay. This is biopharma, Double Helix…
No one should be this alone-- none of the pines in their prepotent verticals, (daha&helliip;)
All day for too long everything I've thought to say has been about umbrellas, how I can't remember how I came to possess whatever weird…
that you are unloved but that you love and must decide which (daha&helliip;)
Will my arm be enough to reach you? On whose side is indecision? You are the mother of material travel, even in the form of…