Write an ode to misfits. A poem of praise for those who don’t belong here or there. A lyric ballad for the children of ...
On the eve of our nineteenth year, the sky cracked, its molten innards sloshing to and fro, its boiling yolk slipped out as our lips cried for home. “Stand, stand, stand,” said the boy. “If ...
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