The seat follows the window with the red handle. The one under the grey all-seeing spectacle that somehow never sees us. As if we are our own.
- J
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Fondness of Weakness
PoetryA poetry collective about my former relationship as a bi ace person.
Red Handles and Spectacles
The seat follows the window with the red handle. The one under the grey all-seeing spectacle that somehow never sees us. As if we are our own.
- J
