Fragments of a novel/Poem. A dysfunctional lover searches for freedom from fear.
Monday, 4 May 2026
Our Cargo Party: Xitlali
Our Cargo Party: Xitlali: The bus weaves a ragged run, tyres shift over old bones, what is done is done, don’t pity us poor souls, life doesn't gift a throne...
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