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Temporal

What wish is left when appetites have their deceit—by foods that flattered taste, but fed not, swollen insufficiencies swallowed as names of better things? What wish is left, and what contenting? There is left the […]

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Knife

Good fortune is a spear pointed at your face. Bad fortune is a spear pointed at your back. Regardless of motivation, however guileless or guilty, this is at best foolishness, at worst, sabotage. Between these […]