One line could’t describe lint from the Velcro of my travel luggage. Peculiar Ingenuity's stream of oddly charged collage as poetry, poetic imagery, and the occasional rant is an oddly appealing aesthetic for active imaginations.
250 characters couldn’t even give you a softly-parted glimpse of God or the aforementioned lint I’ve plucked from the Velcro of gravel luggage I’ll never use again.
Full-on bio to be in a post soon.