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i. when it opens the bomb it knows like my brain knows what it sees ii. homicide grief is a recording god’s message speaks to iii. eight years old she leaves the trampoline in her body’s fearful accounting of self
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 8:49 PM UTC
disability jargon
i. when it opens the bomb it knows like my brain knows what it sees ii. homicide grief is a recording god’s message speaks to iii. eight years old she leaves the trampoline in her body’s fearful accounting of self
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 8:49 PM UTC
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