Category: poems

In Chiangmai. Cleared my inbox today. Just a little more to go. It’s quite a good day. Found this via

Don’t tell me about your unrequited love the one you’ve been pining for I’ve heard that shit before. Spare me

These days, Under-the-weather is the new normal. Yes, I get out of bed But only for very good reasons: Peeing,

small world small people small talk

New York Times

karen does nothing

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