https://buttondown.email/perfectsentences/archive/perfect-sentences-33/ this week in sentences: every stone dreams, pee bottle Snorlax, wake up, piano sounds, (itself and every thing), the sacred spirit of lucidity
I think every stone dreams about the kind of ripples it could make when it hits the lake. "The Poet Laureate of Fan Fiction", Adam Carlson for The Awl...
This is a hometown instance run by Sam and Ingrid, for some friends.