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June 24, 2021
Like recovery, I sometimes can’t tell which is greater—the almost-affection I’ve cultivated for my skin, or my desire to emancipate from it.

Lil Spin

May 17, 2019
After the blunt, I started trippin’, watching seagulls flyin’ on high. When I looked straight at the sun, everything glowed, way mellow, way marola.

Kingdom Cons

June 5, 2017
The one time Lobo had gone to the pictures he saw a movie with a man like this: strong, sumptuous, dominating the things in the world. He was a King, and around him everything became meaningful.


May 2, 2016

“My brave little Marxist,” she will coo, knowing that her own, modest attempts at domestic revolution will as usual come to nothing, and softening in spite of it.