@evan.fleischer 24 November 2019

Another Alphabet A poem you will never know featuring: an alphabet that changes one silent letter at a time, a guest track you can never track, or, rather, a city map with no such thing as “You are here” as frogs dipped in gold pass through a nearby marsh as you, yourself, holding a record, say, “Whatever you say this Arctic Monkeys album is — well, that’s what it is.”