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Aug 2016
Alice said "eat me" and I complied.
I dined on her dreams
and got drunk on her laughter
and grew to be too much for her in the end.

I wish she would have warned me
that the ways in which she changed me
would leave me alone at the bottom of
the rabbit hole–

I think one time I used to call it home down there.
Mollie Grant
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Mollie Grant  Wilmington, NC
(Wilmington, NC)   
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