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Their souls are rotten

A human army marches to the battle where the office is a glass climax. Handicapped pigeons police the city – white-bread-inbred, they peck at vomit and flap onto a railing as I approach. Their bellies are full but their souls … Continue reading

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Summer Ynyshir

Black and brown mongrel to heel on a cracked leather lead crossing fur damp footbridge in drizzle sunshine the valley’s shoulders hunched around the bus stop lush green laps at terraced backdoors pigeons sweep circles through a scarf of clouds … Continue reading

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