chunks of flommus
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Laura Hohlwein
i don’t know who left the fridge open
How do I put this? I honestly don’t relate to about . . . 95% of how we describe life to one another. I do
old, white, powerful
Fellow Americans … What do you think the odds are this Kavanaugh ‘hearing’ gets just as gross and shocking and embarrassing as we
mampostería de la suerte
So, much too late in our travels, we found an app that you can speak into and it translates what you say
goya: the black paintings
“Imprisoned in a tomb of silence, Goya distanced himself from society, becoming bitter and increasingly occupied with his own anxieties and fantasies
inheritance
gonna post this old poem, because today I think we found the spot that I have dreamt about hundreds and hundreds of times.