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Mar 2019
I woke up with a universe dried to my hands.

Post observable,
Post ****** of;

    water,
    seed,
    death

and
fingernails,

scratching at a birth canal.

Who is hungry?
Lou
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Lou  33/Non-binary/Buffalo
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