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The twenty years testify On the bench In the cold To the brazen In the trench. The hard years sleep On the bench With the nomads To the ears and eyes Of the wench. Pour a glass to twenty-one Be a daughter,

“I love to see what memories and moments people love so fiercely and then throw away in the trash. Digging through these relics gives me such a thrill.” “I love to see what stories people wrap around their

In theory, I’m a Kantian In reality, I’m a base human In Pan’s Labrinth I sing like the coyote In Paradise I spill water on the desert The night sky Is in the human The deep waters Are in humanity The