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seventy times seven

That’s 490 times I’m supposed to forgive you but who’s counting? Eventually this math of us becomes less additive and more subtractive so that somehow we two together are less than the whole we were at the start.

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proportionality

There’s a right ratio for happiness, tabulated in a seriesĀ of checkboxes, plus/minus a tally of smiles. My recipe is less complex: a meeting of heat and sweet, cider vinegar and salt that dances chipotle jelly across the palate in a … Continue reading

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the math of one

This space I occupy can be ciphered if a formula exists for these boundaries but I am less body than biosphere mostly uncounted and misunderstood greater than the sum of parts added in catcalls. My lipsĀ are the dividend of strawberries. … Continue reading

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the math of cats

cats have a geometry difficult to capture in lines that soften & go fluid tapering to sharp angles perhaps it is best to express motion in points on a graph as they calculate the precise distance from sill to piano … Continue reading

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