After Alvin Baltrop In the morning, the pink on the trees are not quite blossoms but cherries, ripe in their rot. There is something about thinking that is deliciously helpless.… Read on blog or Reader Eunoia Review Read on blog or Reader Bite the Bullet perfectsublimemasters April 3             After Alvin Baltrop In the morning, the pink on the trees are not quite blossoms but cherries, ripe in their rot. There is something about thinking that is deliciously helpless. There is something about how cherry gardens gleam naked on winter mornings, only clothed when rain freezes. You hang a gun over my head, bullets […] Read more of this post Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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