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Apr 2017
no mash, laid on stuffing. i tasted it,          reflected

on the day. natural history musem            taxidermy.

two floors of victorian cabinets. dust & formaldehyde  .



fish in bottles.i went to see some beetles you know

all pinned and tiny labelled.   all gone for cleaning.



that evening at dinner he pulled my leg over labelling

& asked me where i shopped. did mash really depress?



i left the stuffing.



sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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