all flesh rots
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all flesh rots
“Do we love one another because we know that one day we will be dead? We are well versed in la petit mort, the French euphemism for orgasm, but we fail to consider all the other small expirations, tiny deaths we suffer: trimming our nails, scratching dry skin, crying, spitting, peeing, farting, bleeding, birthing. And what of the more complex
... See moreNothing remains of the past in human life except human connections and ruins. We speak memories without proof into existence.
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This body will expire. You do not know when. There is no backup. Please do something tender with the time.
One day, your bones will turn to milk and the bugs below will drink more as friend than foe.