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Jan 2019
heat and humidity hit
as I walk out the sliding doors
of the 7/11 cream soda in hand
I walk yawning across the asphalt
where water still pools from
summer showers
as I open the car door I
notice the haze of smog
and starlight and fluorescent
lamps and smell the gasoline
from the thousands of cars
that pass through
I close the door.
experience
morseismyjam
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morseismyjam  Genderqueer/Right Here
(Genderqueer/Right Here)   
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