March 24, 2026 – “On its biggest days, football comes down to contempt, and nobody hates each other more than Swine hate ...
I think amorphous globosus is an ideal form: animate yet inanimate, parasitic yet harmless, geological yet doughy, static yet ...
A laurel. A reed. An echo. I wanted a poem that would turn like that, with snares and cinches, that would elapse very fast. I wanted the poem to drain through your fingers like sand.” ...
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