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New Eyes

A poem about the way we view the world, and plants that grow eyes instead of fruits. Everything’s a poem, if we want it to be.

If your enemy is an anemone, there’s a simple cinnamon remedy. Cinnamon wipes anenome’s memories so they can’t remember your identity. — Bobby bathes in butter because butter builds bigger, better bubbles. — I can can a toucan if you can find a toucan. But why cram a toucan in a can if you can’tContinue reading “Things to Twist Your Tongue”