Freedom (a poem)
Betwixt the strata of stupor and sentient existence Beyond the sensation of buzz and blah Before fear restrains courageous acts Belongs the infinite realm of liberty
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Nun of it
A gentleman speaks to me in french from another park bench. I don’t understand any of it. He is older and seems gentle. I saw him chatting earlier with Alice, who is also French…
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Trans Thriving
Urban dictionary defines thriving as: “When you do a number 1 out of your number 2 hole.” No wait… I copy and pasted the definition of “Thricing”. Most people think I am crazy,…