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Mage

And just like that you slipped in from the summer, window-blind-wide, and seriously radial-blurred. And I thought, whoa, how fun. For real, a thespian hum, and a bit of a fleshful, that blood-tuned magic of yours, you know? And I was like, “hey! Why still so headlight-shy? Haha.” And then you just pushed the stars to fly like a volley of arrows and cracked all those mountains like glass. Ouch. I freaked out, and yelled, “if it’s a recombination, please don’t leave me intact, make of me a crooked scar on some grassy field, or melt me into a lake, inside a cave, long and dark.”

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Literature

Mage

And just like that you slipped in from the summer, window-blind-wide, and seriously radial-blurred. And I thought, whoa, how fun. For real, a thespian hum, and a bit of a fleshful, that blood-tuned magic of yours, you know? And I was like, “hey! Why still so headlight-shy? Haha.” And then you just pushed the stars to fly like a volley of arrows and cracked all those mountains like glass. Ouch. I freaked out, and yelled, “if it’s a recombination, please don’t leave me intact, make of me a crooked scar on some grassy field, or melt me into a lake, inside a cave, long and dark.”

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Ganymede

"Serius aut citius spes evanescat... Woolen elegies weave out from the phonograph while Ganymede sleeps soundly in her rotating chair. Passersby stare in shock at the chastity scars on her bear skin b,ut the pockmarks covering her silicate mantle linger overlooked. Between the fabric ridges roams aground the miniature cosmonaut bride —a phantom— ceaselessly searching among the meteor craters for motherhood temples that once rose atop white cities of innocence and hope.   A sudden magnetic breeze gently pushes the old woman's water-frost hair aside, enough for the little cup bearer boy to distinguish the barren lips silently

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Desk

Scraps

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