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Spontaneous Overflow of Emptiness


Some days you can’t
“Wake up and make up”
And some days you feel
Like you can’t even put up
With anything, everything
Even though you know
When you can’t row
“You gotta go with the flow”


Un… Amber


“You spell your name wrong,” said the plump aged man with the protuding beer belly, who claimed to be my dead father’s eldest brother with such atrocious pride. “It should be spelled Unber (the sky). Otherwise Amber is like the reminiscent burning ashes.”

“That’s exactly what I want it to be.”