Open to me, says the world, speaking in such clear-cut sentences that I see beauty in its style. I stand at the doorway, Ridiculous in pajamas. What others find in art, I find in news. What others find in human love, I find in news, so very trouble-free. Sunrise, a smaze of dampness over every […]
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