Whew. Finally done.

Gearworld Offering

I was thinking about love, and offerings to the gods thereof (since I owe ’em one at the moment.) So hidden in the graffiti (which can only be seen on the big original, and even then is very hard to locate) is a fragment of Sappho’s prayer to Aphrodite, and tucked into the cracks, and very faint, are written the names of every guy I was ever in love with, starting with Jason Puckett back in the fifth grade.

I dunno if it’s the usual sort of offering for gods of love, but I can only do what I can do.

I go be flat now.

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