9 hours ago

Whatever made me, made me.
And there ain’t no going back now.
Think of us, oh, like puppeteers,
but the strings trail too far,
back to the theatre and everything.
And the slightest twitch encapsulates too much,
bringing the stage and everything else down.
But you don’t like abstractions.
Get to the fucking point, Oliver, & etc.
So try…

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Oliver Miller

Oliver Miller

I have an MFA in fiction and have written for lots of places. To read my good stuff, you’ll have to subscribe to me — I now only ‘publish’ the blah stuff here.