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Bath

Our destinies are molecular, uniformly bonded, an immaculately charged cluster fuck of singing particles wedded to a liminal bubble bath … that is the beginning … we are not alone. We see god drop the soap, intentionally, perhaps the precursor … Continue reading

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Bath

Sun, drizzling pink onto the rim of the tub– Lady, soaked, warms up.

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Tub

A dream-life, deferred, porcelain tub, no razors– still waters run deep.

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