Right now there are no openings
In the fragrance of corruption.
Be vague enough when picking an alternative,
Landing nearby
So that when the wall buckles and breaches or,
Light blossoms on the surface
Your tack is plotted,
Your cudgel and head
Down.
Lisa Frankenstein, Night Swim, There’s Something in the Barn
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For a while there I thought Zelda William’s LISA FRANKENSTEIN was right up
my eighties-loving alley but that dalley turned out to be a dead end and I
end...
5 hours ago
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