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CLUTCH (dry, deep, like he’s narrating a sad Eastern European indie film about loyalty and cheese): I am Clutch. Warrior. Philosopher. Good boy. Back legs? Retired. Not gone—just on break. I slide...
for the girl who swore she’d never cry, and now cries like it’s a second job.for the girl who wanted to disappear, but keeps leaving claw marks on the exit. There are nights...
The first time I saw you,you weren’t barking,weren’t howling, desperate, begging—you were waiting.Waiting like you already knew.Like you saw something in meno one else ever had. All the other dogs were chaos,but you—you...
Just someone who writes poems and stories, trying to make sense of things one word at a time.
Questions explained agreeable preferred strangers too him her son. Set put shyness offices his females him distant.
Just someone who writes poems and stories, trying to make sense of things one word at a time.