Anonymous
- Mar 3, 2021
- 1 min read

Autonym

misting magpies

over as a child, I begged

for nicknames mayflies

metanyms

everything with the flock of mes

tried to establish them myself

of overlapping pseudonyms

I longed to disappear

like those rare few

called a fog

nothing diffused through

twice the historical record

into

dissolved

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