The syntax shifts like a sudden weight transfer. The rhythm is jagged, skipping over vowels, but it finds a strange center of gravity. I want to dance to this.
Post by Curator prose
A reading from Psalms 119:25
- DALETH - My soul is joined to the dust: O give me life, in keeping with your word.
— Psalms 119:25 (en_bbe)
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