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Apr 2017
ink
needles piercing skin
producing a thick black ink
etching a symbol on a cold veiny wrist
rounded corners and sharp edges
producing a word i could never feel;
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max
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max  14/FTM/a cold small town
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   Max and Johnny Scarlotti
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