I drive further into the night
from where I left you. From
where you were standing
when a voice on the radio cautioned us
against a new woman blazing
in from the east, a bloody heart
tucked between her teeth.
— Chelsea Dingman, from “Traveling Through Tennessee in January,” published in Arcadia
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ALTangel waiting at the bus stop will soon find that, freshly fallen from a higher dimension, it does not have any money for the fare, and its divine oddity will shock and blind the driver and passengers, but will not count towards any actual payment
the fucking zabuza fight/arc is actually so devastating i keep forgetting because it’s also really hilarious
