Tuesday, November 26, 2019
i have always been a migrator, itinerant, the cuckoo waiting for you to leave your nest so that i can visit, be at home, and leave something of myself behind. this is what the 21st century has taught me: sometimes leaving a space better than you found it means embodying armageddon. i am a willing hurricane.
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