Tree
All day I waited to be blown; then someone cut me down. I have, instead of thoughts, uses; uses instead of feelings. One day I’ll feel the wind again. A moment later I’ll be gone.
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Which Species on Earth is Saddest?
When we wake up in our bodies, first we weep. We weep because the air is thick as honey. Even the air is a body. Ours is the bottommost and newest body, nested inside other, older ones (though the mother’s body is repairing itself now; there’s no trace of us anywhere on her;…
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