The white dwarf’s embrace of its black hole partner is so close,
it sends headline writers into hyperdrive. To some, the black hole is predatory; to others, the star is insane. But what if it’s love?
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you no longer have to wonder whether her scent is meant for you.
View ArticleThe rain comes hammering on the plush roof of the earth.
After a while, it opens one by one its mush rooms.
View ArticleI dreamed the angel of death was a bland functionary
who kept giving me forms to fill out.
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finding a dead leafto wipe my brow Old leaves skeletonized by leaf miners are just endlessly photogenic.
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I forget where I am I believe this is Apheloria virginiensis. I did indeed get so lost in looking at it that I couldn’t remember where I was until I stood up. And it’s not as if I’d never seen one of...
View Articlewinter’s end
tentacles of ice beside the spring An earlier version read “…by the spring” but I wanted to avoid ambiguity about which sort of spring is primarily meant.
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