Instead they trade the environment for novels no one needs (there’s certainly no shortage).
This is not the cyberpunk dystopia I asked for.
Instead they trade the environment for novels no one needs (there’s certainly no shortage).
This is not the cyberpunk dystopia I asked for.
Tall pale-skinned birch yield their bark
Wrap his legs in their armor
Transform him, name him Birkebeiner
A huldra watches warily, swishes her tail
Protectress, perhaps, but of him
Perhaps not, she ponders, tastes his smell
He's a quiet animal, she watches him go
Tall pale-skinned birch yield their bark
Wrap his legs in their armor
Transform him, name him Birkebeiner
A huldra watches warily, swishes her tail
Protectress, perhaps, but of him
Perhaps not, she ponders, tastes his smell
He's a quiet animal, she watches him go
Look forward to all of them publishing brilliant insightful essays and books that break your heart.
Look forward to all of them publishing brilliant insightful essays and books that break your heart.
I swallow my dose of regret
A small black pill, bitter and sweet
I don't consume it to hide it
This is medicine, memory as chemo
Small doses of past ... indiscretions
On slow release, prevent all my futures
From developing contagious toxicities
Caution: habit forming
I swallow my dose of regret
A small black pill, bitter and sweet
I don't consume it to hide it
This is medicine, memory as chemo
Small doses of past ... indiscretions
On slow release, prevent all my futures
From developing contagious toxicities
Caution: habit forming
The void is for screaming into, not sitting at the side of.
I would freeze, pass out, and then lay quivering on the terrace if I were forced outside at that altitude.
The void is for screaming into, not sitting at the side of.
I would freeze, pass out, and then lay quivering on the terrace if I were forced outside at that altitude.