Activate
My robot’s quite tempestuous He has learned how to love and hate When jolly he brings me breakfast When blue he’ll scarcely activate It’s my error, I taught him so […]
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Achromatic
I once knew a woman who lived on 22nd Street. She was alone for most of her life. Men had come and gone, and she had loved them sadly in […]
Abranchiate
Go down, abranchiate, to the mud and the mire, where your ancestors dwelt; in the suck slithering breaths that rasped through the fluted throats of your ichthyoid grandfathers and grandmothers, […]
Pierce Nahigyan 