I have two so far, a kind of variation of the ounce dice trice in which I attempt a sentence.
I
die
trying
for
fire
sessions,
living,
late
entheo-
genesis.
When
do
the
sore
love
sex?
Never.
Wait—
fine,
then.
I have two so far, a kind of variation of the ounce dice trice in which I attempt a sentence.
I
die
trying
for
fire
sessions,
living,
late
entheo-
genesis.
When
do
the
sore
love
sex?
Never.
Wait—
fine,
then.