thirty days of poetryprompt: how do i feel at the moment little failing housewife, hunger hurts. these are not poems butday 1, day 2, day 3. in her latest novel sally rooney writes elegies for "beauty" in the end days of a civilization; she, as a marxist, views its death asbeing tied to the capitalistic… Continue reading day 3: beautiful world, where are you
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i could be bound in a nutshell and count it as infinite space if not for these bad dreams
the last pavilion 