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get it out of your head she says. everybody knows i can't follow directions. everyone knows my bruises & my freckles; in fact, they know the parts of my body better than i do. take your own advice she says. the rhinestones on her eyelashes are distracting. i keep thinking they are going to fall into her eyes but she knows this too she knows about my ear piercings she knows they are closing up. you're such a ******* she says. you're so ugly. you're stupid she says. i sympathize with hairy arms. i sympathize with her jawline. it doesn't mean anything in the end except maybe that i cared a little too much about things like crawling bees. or liquor stores. i found your third grade notebook. you're embarrassing she says. we hold hands & in the process our bodies melt into each other my right, her left. i feel her veins against my own. she is not very strong. she is all ribs & fat & cartilage. sometimes i want someone else to walk beside me. she comes out of my body when no one else is around we take the bus downtown. nobody notices we are conjoined.
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Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 1:18 AM UTC
anemone
get it out of your head she says. everybody knows i can't follow directions. everyone knows my bruises & my freckles; in fact, they know the parts of my body better than i do. take your own advice she says. the rhinestones on her eyelashes are distracting. i keep thinking they are going to fall into her eyes but she knows this too she knows about my ear piercings she knows they are closing up. you're such a ******* she says. you're so ugly. you're stupid she says. i sympathize with hairy arms. i sympathize with her jawline. it doesn't mean anything in the end except maybe that i cared a little too much about things like crawling bees. or liquor stores. i found your third grade notebook. you're embarrassing she says. we hold hands & in the process our bodies melt into each other my right, her left. i feel her veins against my own. she is not very strong. she is all ribs & fat & cartilage. sometimes i want someone else to walk beside me. she comes out of my body when no one else is around we take the bus downtown. nobody notices we are conjoined.
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locust
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cuernacow
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 1:18 AM UTC
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