Teammates Against the BuffoonsIn another life, we were bear cubsbrothers that wouldn’t stop biting each other.We were jagged leaves of the same clustersisters of the same branch.In this life, we’re stuck with occasional signalssent across miles since we’re just loosely acquainteda pair of intellectual assholesteammates against the buffoons.From the moment we metwe laughed for lostContinue reading “3 poems by Lillian Tzanev”
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