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BOAmy chest has become the home of a one-eyed boa. / when I was a child, this serpent was a child, / but now my vivarium has become exceedingly small
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May 12, 2013
cobwebs.The door and the doorway / form a cocoon around my / fingers and this metamorphosis
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confession #273that's kelvin. / 27.3 minutes of silence on a park bench. / following the same conversation that ends with
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DISTORTIONbecause this may be my very last breath / my fingers are curling around a match box / and I set myself on fire
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misogynyI used to like you a lot. / i don’t know what ******* happened. / we’re children and you pushed me off the swings,
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parking lot blueswhy is it that I am constantly / at the other end of leaving? / in the position that nobody wants to be in.
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This is just to apologizefor every night we giggled on the floor / and every cigarette we smoked in your house without your parents knowing. / for kissing one person good morning and another good night
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Untitledonce i punched myself in the face / so that i would have a bruise, / because i think bruises are
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Untitled"i'll love you until that balloon deflates" / a 3 am lie. / pining over old prom dates,
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May 12, 2013
Untitledsomeone please touch my thighs. i'm melted ice cream. the ugly / ********** please wreck me. life on repeat. / chips, chips, chips.
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