chunks of flommus
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Laura Hohlwein
this is a feeling I enjoy
I love buying art. I love (almost) forgetting I bought a piece of art and seeing an odd, carefully-packed package on my porch
the falconer
An old poem. For no reason. They have kept me hungry so I’d come back. They took off my hood and I
in the air tonight
Long after I quit smoking cigarettes, I’d sometimes sneak a puff in my head … Last night, I had a massive party in a