"I will dig it with my own hands and let the dirt pack beneath my fingernails, so you can linger the way death does. In time, you will be forgotten the way dreams are." @trampset.bsky.social ilysm frfr www.trampset.org/post/a-jar-o... #lyricessay 🦋
trampset.orgA Jar of Dirt | trampsetby Mitchell Ny...We lie on the switchback, you atop my chest, and become immovable—like my nerves had been pulled gently from my navel. I am denervated meat and cooked clay.
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