1. Octopuses have nine brains.
Me? I wouldn't want so many organs with which to overthink and fly into hysterics. You always ran from those—took the car and left me alone for hours, sometimes
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How do immortals recognize
each other, you ask?
By our palimpsest of scars and wrinkles,
every inch of skin marked by the shooting
of stars, the spinning of the Earth
yielding under similarly marred fingertips.
By the taste of our mouths,
the dust of fallen empires,
dead dinosaur cells,
and myriad wines' noble rots
embedded in the ridges of our tongues
sucked clean at last.
By the look in our eyes,
a glimmer sharp as the edge
of a knife that has cut through
tender flesh and ripe strawberries alike.
A knife that slices you
a homecoming feast.
each other, you ask?
By our palimpsest of scars and wrinkles,
every inch of skin marked by the shooting
of stars, the spinning of the Earth
yielding under similarly marred fingertips.
By the taste of our mouths,
the dust of fallen empires,
dead dinosaur cells,
and myriad wines' noble rots
embedded in the ridges of our tongues
sucked clean at last.
By the look in our eyes,
a glimmer sharp as the edge
of a knife that has cut through
tender flesh and ripe strawberries alike.
A knife that slices you
a homecoming feast.