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What it's like to be in love.

A poem about the new york 2022 ball drop.

Song in the subtle background, on that vibrating edge of the ear. Let its sharpness cut you deep, deeper, deeper.

There once was a great web that stretched out across the land. Inside was a sea of glowing stars that road its feather-lite paths through each other. There was peace. The land brought from its flesh v...

There is a sound, a piercing that shakes the foundation of connection. Do you hear it?