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Feb 2015
We are two people with flashlights for hands
rooting in each others rib cage

showing off the bits of broken glass we swallowed

I will try to make mine pretty
and you'll laugh
cause everything *****, really.

I hope you think that what you've found between my crosshatched texture
one winged birds and fraying rope

**** a little less than most things
Chestina N Craig
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Chestina N Craig  Long Beach, CA
(Long Beach, CA)   
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