Month: January 2016

More from Lasqueti

A base of gratitude and amazement nothing matters dance as if it all matters so much reach for the floor release the legs A change of heart. Since there is no truth, I must choose beauty. The agreeable over the

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you changed things without asking me.

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england from the m4

there’s some poetry in the sheep lying in the winter rape the trees dead-seeming stripped bare a dull blur under the leaden sky darkness come again before it’s gone

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