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Favorite films

  • The Village
  • Out 1
  • Career Girls
  • Billy Lynn's Long Halftime Walk

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  • Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore

  • In the Darkness of Time

  • Bride of Chucky

  • Wendy and Lucy

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  • Ferny & Luca

    Ferny & Luca

    eta (estimated time of arrival)
    magnified, constant ground writing
    a void since disappearing has an ‘e’
    a that has been voided
    “complications and complexes”
    details a small boring event
    (writes about it 119 times in different styles)
    he’s basically saying things twice.

    stumbling into free array
    the vitric film, we press ourselves
    to their dappled edifice
    in shifts, sighting it breathe
    twisted into torsos mobile
    to beam onto our recesses
    eluding the wen emission 

    instead of a person speaking
    through language, the 
    launguage speaks through 
    the person.
    and if you can’t translate it back? is it still translation?

  • Out 1

    Out 1

    to compose the ideal city
    we pass the time which did erase us
    spiralled airborne frequency, on stairs
    civilization day in statue Eve
    listen to the sound of the drum in sheets
    marching quiet with mercurial cyphers
    their friable squares, the red queen
    your droll masquerade of guns, pointing,
    anointed in old musketeers
    our rites of salience, o’ oppugnant fighter
    we drift on seafoamed conspiracies
    behold the bust to keep its form,
    greecian and over the shoulder so
    in harmonic awe we wash each other

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  • Kaito Ruby

    Kaito Ruby

    running aimlessly around the world just for participation’s sake by playing with the people in it, low stake heists and scrapbooked conversation really jusy becoms a part of one cosmic duet, just so sweet and vibrant. life can shine like this when you’re a fool (when your love is not based on reciprocity <3)

  • Distant Voices, Still Lives

    Distant Voices, Still Lives

    between two nighttimes
    we made a sailor out of our breastbones 
    (to hide on ocean st. under navy bedspreads)
    and when we drowse we run from shadows
    each a blight but only from backwards
    consolidating them in tv snow
    or shortbread forms
    some granulated
    to sit in stillness

    we dip our pencils 
    in clove, orange blossom, wetted tips of lead
    and watched the newspaper curl lips
    to let the radiator soak up its savor
    we fit them in between its…

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