we fainted into the pavement of our digits, making coded signs of infinities passed by infinity's children, licking the dust off the roads that returned us to this high place in the desert.
we spoke to the cast of cactus dwellers, unrequited water sharers, who hoarded pasts, and begged for a liquid birth that ended, and never began again.
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
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