I’m on vacation for the rest of the year.
Now what?
The second to last mixtape of the year, to start with!
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The police confiscated them, saying people might steal them
Life is a post-hoc narrative. The last time we really spoke, I had just arrived in Sydney. And so we turned the page to the chapter of my life…
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Sin is a branch of geography
Big changes are afoot. I've moved to Singapore— seemingly for the next year. Taking advantage of the locale, I've visiting the nearby…
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Poetry is a sport. Where everybody loses.
Saw it coming; my cab slipping under the back of the van. Flew forward; shouting because it seemed right. Felt stupid; knowing there was nothing…
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