When I was a kid I read a book called simply "fairy tales," by the poet e.e. cummings (who disliked capitals (and capitalism)). It had watercolors a bit like this, that felt like the astral plane or shamanic space.

Oops is what Americans say when they fuck up; and as I look at the physical world I ended up in, I think somebody did--probably me. Prenatal me. I wouldn't check the roadmap--and here I am in millionaire sports-team warhead land...

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