Thoughts on an empty space
As the world kept him thinking in turns so would the blank, empty, undiluted space in the upper right corner of his unimaginative American blog. It left itself for last - as if it knew it was much too smart for him - as if the search bar that had once been there was an overture to another space in time - as if that corner meant more than it really did.
Dragass Friday: Running on fou…
Dragass Friday: Running on four hours sleep and the remnants of a fatty 24oz steak eaten at 11:30 last night.
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