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sometimes i would like to start from scratch, without any sort of history. no soggy sketchbooks no old songs. this is me this instant now no i never grew up anywhere you don't need to know that
but, the instant she says 'i grew up in mexico city' your barefeet touch red soil. sometimes i want my hovel to burn down, all the boxes of history ready for dusting onto the garden. start brand new here, this is me, lunging, without a memory, this is me just a heartbeat and a snarling smile. i am tired of my old self, don't bring it up.
it's in your carcass though, the weaving of paint into the muscle, baobab seed sour, touch hands when you exchange secret notes, crumpled up bat bones, the feathers of extinct iguanas. i only want to be on fire all the time.
ask me to never say anything i've ever said before.
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| So, I'm thinking I need a catchier name than "The Distributed Nursery" (plus, i'm not sure about a potential grammar problem, and my mouth always tries to mash distributive and distributed)
The Distributed Nursery is a nursery that has been exploded and scattered out into many small nursery particles all networked and sharing resources. Cmon wordsmiths, any ideas for a clever but easily understandable (and speakable) name? I want to get a website for it made asap.
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