A proposito di S. Slattery
Poems, photos, thoughts on life.
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You look around you the hand you hold up to observe is your own You close your eyes the crystals in the fourth dimension with iridescent diamond skin rotate on a fixed plane the brightest light appears You open your eyes and look around you https://www.instagram.com/radical_shell?igsh=MzhsY20wcTZlZGJi&utm_source=qr
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Apr 10, 2024
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She was the vanishing ice, the salt burned forests, the hot wind across the sea. She was the scorched earth of the alluvial plane, mud cracked then turned to dust in her veins. She was the burnt pine, alone on the northern side of mountain steeps, a spire aspiring for green needles to clothe her naked body once again. She was the polar bear, hundreds of miles from floes, swimming from shore to sho...
After reading “Concerning the Future of Souls”
May 12, 2024
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