the apocalypse already happened, we were too busy to notice
Photo by Misty Layne sunken islands there is no green I can see the Statue of Liberty from my Philly window Manhattan’s metallic cones 100 stories high like quills jutting, smack needles in sidewalk...
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Photo by Cat Miller you want to be my thoughts “I want to be your thoughts,” you say. “you are in my thoughts,” I say, I mean “not all of them, I think about other stuff too, but you’re in there”...
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