Notes on Disillusion

The world moves on. Thus, we have reached the peak of our disillusion. There are times when I wish I had never known, and there are times when I recognize that the truth of knowing is to become disillusioned by truth. This is because the world moves on, and the past becomes a fable, put […]

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Anti-Poem(s)

Enduring just to say we’re enduring feeling the bruises on my skin I just want to relieve the torture I don’t know how all these things should end. Maybe that’s all that this is after all: trauma and bondage and joy maybe that’s all you can feel after all: just trauma and bondage and joy […]

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