solstice: Athens

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›7/4/2025
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Last night she was in Athens.

Last night, she was flirting with ghosts from a million years ago flitting in her knees and elbows. She felt like she kissed possibility.

Now, she was bereft in the empty memories of her.

Don't go back to Rockville...

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