Alive on the lips of our
Servants
And awake to our de
-mented
Possibility.
It hushes to be squeezed,
Quenches to be thought
Of.
What if what you dreamt of flowed so steadily
as to corrupt us and leave
concern negligible in
Shepherdship.
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...
16 hours ago
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