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Feb 2012
Punch a pillow in one spot
          it explodes in another
Lay your head face down to dream
          pillows explode at the seems
Sleeping feathers on your tongue
         where spicy memories are still young
Itchy feathers mix in your lashes
         drowning in tracks of tear-burned rashes
Peyton Leigh Stille
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Peyton Leigh Stille  Minneapolis
(Minneapolis)   
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