Tag: fractals
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Fractals / Empaths
A ripe gripe smacked in tacky spit through thin lips, a wet grape pressed tight between old mauve stained fingertips, inflection a sharp vice, clenched teeth behind my eye. Tugging the cardinal tether, the demur within the protest has spiderwebbed, shattered feathers. Poignant, myopic, idle, distorted. Complaints so shallow, amplified as if of great importance.…
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