So, there’s a pussyhat in the V&A, but no wiki yet.
Sunday Mental Gym Poem: de-monstrate, not tell
I have been reading lists of clichés;
listening to talks about random violence-or-not at chuckycheezes
spoiler: it’s usually a domestic affair
weapons of mass destruction
shooting of mentally ill patients in hospital beds
snatches of gravity’s rainbow
long re-reads of tortuous tales
It made the time on the treadmill go by slightly faster
even without time crystals
Touché cliché has a bonjour tristesse ring to it, no?
like sweat through a lulu leotard
— I am trying to think of a monster-
in 1500 words
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