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“This morning I woke dreaming of a man I'd not undressed in fifteen years. We may as well have written letters with goose quills. Th mind's meddling, curious - why him, why now? Still, it's fun to throw spaghetti against the wall. See what falls, what sticks. Isn't this a game we're always losing? The root of diminution.” — Michelle Peñaloza
This morning I woke dreaming of a man
I'd not undressed in fifteen years.
We may as well have written letters with goose quills.
Th mind's meddling, curious - why him, why now?
Still, it's fun to throw spaghetti against the wall.
See what falls, what sticks. Isn't this a game
we're always losing? The root of diminution.