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Extend your hands and receive everything I have. No holding back, not pushing anything away. The scars, wrinkles, and calluses on your palms reflect my elemental gifts smelted in the furnace of your spontaneous creation. These heirlooms are memorialized and revived through every stroke, grasp, and press, like revenants of a timeless, spaceless wire spiraling […]
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I sense my heart constrict inside my own body, as if tightening and flexing against the discomfort would ease the suffocating grip of unreached desires. The rope of desperation ensnares me, and you know I’m claustrophobic. I sever all connections to my reality through never-ending fantasies of what was and what could’ve been. I cry and scream […]
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Part I A manifesto of that which calls for my attention to clear a path towards a full-body address… What do I want? What do I need? I need to know what I want, and I want to know what I need. My current circumstances are causing me a great deal of suffering, and I’m […]
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if it's not paradoxical it's not true.
alquimia 