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the wind drives, rain sweeping. the office warm and accommodating, comfort. the workshop damp and cold. petals dipped in butter. teeth dragging. removing hair to find the heart – but we distrust love. 67 more words


Semi-functional alcohologist

Archaeologically things are at a bit of a low ebb in Erbil. I’ve been back on site for three days since the end of the Eid holiday. 483 more words