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May 2016
the singlemost mother has heard of a skin cream can turn one into darkness.  

a bar of soap that reads palms…

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on display for the poker face of birth, you are the vision footage dies for.

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you have this father
leaves
no stone
unseen

this brother

haunted
by surplus
aftermath…

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before it was an ear, it was where

she scrubbed
Barton D Smock
Written by
Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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