Sorry I didn’t text back I’m mentally drained and can’t maintain a normal friendship
The Prestige, Hanif Abdurraqib
[ Text ID: the poem begins not where the knife enters / but where the blade twists. ]
my brutalist son just killed my rococo son with his gray concrete alphabet blocks
one of the most infuriating things about becoming an adult is when you realize that it actually is 10x easier to solve problems by making a phone call vs literally any other communication method
i’m happy you’re alive










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“The Prestige, Hanif Abdurraqib
[ Text ID: the poem begins not where the knife enters / but where the blade twists. ]
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