#UnexpectedPoetry
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…begin with static—that hum between radio stationswhere your soul lives you are verb.action.becominga living algorithm of choice/mistake/choice againcoded in the language of maybe (parentheses hold your secrets)[brackets frame your fears]{curly braces embrace your contradictions} DNA → RNA → protein → YOUthe biological poetryof existence refusing to rhyme scattered like: bread crumbs coffee stains love Read more
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Static Shocks, Strange Frequencies, and Whispered Confessions Wednesday night at Chill & Fill started with a commotion. Bob had decided the store’s ancient radio system needed “upgrading,” which apparently meant dismantling it with a screwdriver while it was still plugged in. The one-eyed polar bear mascot… now sporting not only its sailor hat and Read more
