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Ken Goodman
Nov 18, 20231 min read
The Hoverer
Walking through the city so unmindful of my legs— The Hoverer stays motionless no matter where I go, borderless GodSky also deLighting...


Allister Nelson
Nov 18, 202311 min read
Godmother Death
Once, my father Frederick went into the woods. It was a cold night in Leipzig when I, Sieglinde, was born. I was the twelfth child of a...


Nels Hanson
Nov 18, 20231 min read
I Ching
This morning the red ant and larger white-winged fly chase the frightened large striped spider across the cold floor. Why, what thirst...
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