Whales Whales lived under our house making the hinges rock, splitting cups and cheeks. Stray socks melted in their comb-mouths their fins sliced through conversations, we found bones in our cups of tea. Most of the time they just wanted to play bounced against bookshelves, snorted leaks, threw bodies across the room. No one believed... Continue Reading →

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