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Your mouth is a rabid dog. It sneers and titters, swishes sticky saliva. Starving. Snickering...
Today, I will indulge in eye contact—Cavernous, sepia, soft (despite any hatred) I get jabbed into...
After Ward’s Science, Dogfish Shark Dissection Guide A loophole, we...
my hands are the rich earth of the riverbankbeneath the bridge leading to the park;they...
cobalt blossoms arch their square shoulders,rosy tints of gray shimmer in the golden sun. impulses...
cutting offmy split ends withchildren’s scissors smearing redwatercolor paintacross my lips tearing ...
when i fell six feet outof the air, i landed in the hotel swimming pool....
At 8:15pm on Fridays, I get to officially have my dad back. At 8:15pm...
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