Members of the Membrane
...Need Only Stay on Task.
By Ángel SierraPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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Fluid art painting from Tumblr (unnamed artist) of cool tones with splashes of orange and maroon, almost as though citrus fruit has sublimely molded.
Terrain in my brain.
Rain on my parade, fuel me.
Fumes and soot—eat shit.
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Ángel Sierra
Rhymes, riddles, and occasionally, she giggles.
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