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Feb 2018
I'm afraid to tell you
I'm afraid to show you

the skin beneath
the wrist up close
the bare thigh

I'm afraid that I want to tell you
I'm afraid for you to know

that every drunken night
I find myself in the bathroom stall
unsheathing my glistening release

to feel anything but lonliness
please, don't think less of me when you see my emotional history on my body
Autumn
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Autumn  25/Pacific North West
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