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{things that taste like connecting human hearts}


rivers that run into each other seamlessly. like all their lives. they have been waiting to cross. to be so flooded by rain that they run up their banks and across paddocks and threaten to devour hills. 


questions that build and pulse and make the sound of a drumbeat or the stamp of feet on a busy street. questions that fall over themselves and collapse. questions that take time. that rise again. that you have heard all your life. 


a shattered bulb of light with the wires sticking out, frizzing, frazzled, electric. making waves. losing heat.