I like questions that I can’t Google the answers to, questions that robots don’t know how to drink. Answers are livable when they’re gentle, less so when they’re evasive. The honey badger and the fox loathe a highway, even in the night. Rainbows can’t dance in sand, mushrooms are too fecund for Mars, and there’s a rumor that Jupiter is losing fairies. Blame it all on retrograde Mercury, regardless of what Uranus is doing in Cancer. Just keep it all at a safe distance (light years) from your own actions. Blame the moon, too, while you’re at it.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.
Intertextuality is my passion.
Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.
My words are mine, not a robot’s.
MA English literature, CofC
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