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
the falconer
An old poem. For no reason. They have kept me hungry so I’d come back. They took off my hood and
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