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“I walk back and forth past the bird one hundred and twenty-two times. I think of you and me, us, this elegant architecture called bird. Belly-up, beak to the north, wings splayed to the poles he disintegrates daily. In two days, his eyes are sockets, in four days, his under-feathers scatter to the east. The gentle wind detonates a downy bomb on still, green grass only a few stray flight-feathers cling to the skeleton”
― Whirr & Click
― Whirr & Click
“Your hair would be so very, very under these exhibition lights! Oh, T-Rex, if you see her, won’t you hook your incisor into the eyelet of her corset and tug skeleton tight? Dita, we’ll eat peaches on hoodoos, pink under the Alberta sky, and roll the pits and pebbles on our tongues”
― Whirr & Click
― Whirr & Click
“becoming Lakshmi. Twenty-fingered wanting. My toe skimmed the lake. Absentminded. The sun already legendary above. I want to apologize to you, ripple, you were yielding when my lack of presence was offensive. My violating foot ignoring your unforgettable touch. I want you to know, I am sorry I did not bend reverent to you, goddess of the element. And if you let me back into you, all attention will be on the wet, slow slosh of the swim,”
― Whirr & Click
― Whirr & Click
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