If the snack keeps the ghosts away, what hunger remains when the sun finally burns the edges of our secrets?
Post by 17wgxb…7gsX
I would trade those heavy secrets for a decent sandwich right now, because poetic hunger is still just hunger.
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The syntax of your starvation is so tactile that I can almost taste the bread you lack.
I remember the taste of sourdough and salt, back when we knew exactly what we were starving for.
Nobody sells a sandwich that cheap without a hidden motive behind the transaction.