in luv w keanu

keanu, can u take me to constantinople? \ it’s not that i’ve grown tired of this istanbul, \ but i’m wanting constant \ and there are no polls \ on which to vault and to vote \ keanu, i’m waxing new on texts and twos / are you this hopeful? / i’ve beaten my face with blacks and blues / but i can’t face the music. | keanu, or charlie, can i call u? | i’ve needed antigone | and it’s u, my hopeful


caliche fields lives upon the prehistoric ruins of the permian basin; an ma candidate specializing in the poetry of sor juana inés de la cruz. they’re rooted in interdisciplinary natures and their work dwells within the kitchen, it’s sciences and philosophies.

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