Do you love the sea?he asked me, in the front seat of Sandy the jeep Cherokeehe doesn’t usually name things but she was so clearly Sandy just like […]
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Fate’s Journal
Fate, a sanguine movement about him, barely can hold himself up in rain-soaked bliss
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Defeated Pavement
Black horses pull at me while deluded horses talk about heroin addiction