Where do the dead and the motionless women go? Their hearts tremble and dive into the cold realms of the…

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Eyes linger on forms misshapen clouds covering and swallow a city, a person. Recognize the image, look harder.   Thank…

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Lips leak words worming into ears some fall to the floor wiggling into corners, ready to die and rot and…

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Open doors, loose change in back pockets clanging loudly spinning in a hot dryer. Tub, filled with cold water, a…

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Slick back, black hair, greased up pomeade sculpting adonis hair a word for the mouth, a kiss for your rear…

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