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Conversations with a Wasteland v1

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Desert: is hostile. The cacti are evolving to look like mutated humans. Their backs bend and twist into painful shapes; their fingers sprout like pin cushions. Remain ten feet away at all times.
Ely Thompson, May 6, 2020
I walk through gravel rivers looking for salvation. Empty house after empty house first barricaded, and now dilapidated. The [...]

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Ashley Forever

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

The streets picked clean
for the first time in a long
time. No nails to etch, no rocks
with which to score. My hands
disclose my hubris. Fingertips
rubbed clean as bone, against
the last standing wall, I
write: Ashley Forev
Before, it was easy. Small
hands sunk into deep cement.
Impressed for forever, soft
veins will tell the story—DNA
waiting while bacteria becomes
amphibian becomes mammal
becomes who [...]

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