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I tear afresh these limpet limbs from every suckling surface, abandon all the gentleness as the blanket mimics where I impress. I strip...
N. A. Dawn
Aug 17, 20201 min read
brief
I tried. (He lied.)
N. A. Dawn
Aug 17, 20201 min read
now look what you've done
Two-sided coins always made me uneasy.
N. A. Dawn
Aug 17, 20201 min read
while I'm swimming in a materialist smoothie /or/ stay in your lane and you get a gold star
A class poem, Miss called it. Adult me wonders: "In the Marxist sense, isn't everything?"
N. A. Dawn
Aug 17, 20201 min read
Patronus: Love and the Eye of the Storm
To Beth, for taking me home and to the river.
N. A. Dawn
Aug 17, 202026 min read
This Reads Like a Constipated Volcano
A literary laxative against my most heinous writing crimes.
N. A. Dawn
Aug 17, 20208 min read
I Don't Suppose You'll Become a Unicorn in the Next Five Minutes: An Undeliverable Speech
Woofing into the void is more or less the art of authenticity, apparently.
N. A. Dawn
Aug 17, 202013 min read
* Pew! Pew! Pew! * at the Stacione de Procrastinacione
The road to oblivion is paved with everything else.
N. A. Dawn
Aug 17, 20205 min read
Theses on the Written World
Becoming a writer is becoming a world.
N. A. Dawn
Aug 17, 20207 min read
Left Lullabies: Consolations for a Millennial Would-be Revolutionary
[Snooze.] You slap the alarm and your arm sags to the floor. 'Goddamnit,' you think. 'Not another day.'
N. A. Dawn
Aug 16, 20208 min read
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