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Why beat? Why strum the soul wire and set time with chest drum, the bass of your footsteps approaching like a solemnly timed dirge that creaks floorboards like dusty ivory keys in an abandoned house, deserted by a family on the run, the way rotting organs flee the dirty bones of a ribcage. It’s the […]

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Look at them. Their fibrous wings of tissue-paper aclarity, gleeful acceptance of the wind’s whimsy and nature’s prankster ways; the fluttering of chaotic direction would sink us into vertiginous frenzy. But they coast on haphazard currents, kings of orange and gold webbed faith, black bodies bulbous but such reach into haven sky as if a […]

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