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Sep 2019
Slipped on my library card. Broke 2 nails. Neither suicidal nor homicidal. Sever punishments. Oratorical bits. Almost ******. Six doses of what keeps me sane. Get to know me. I hate doing dishes. Cowardice and shame. Yellow belly pythons sixteen feet long. Invisible boxes with mime and revelations. Pace cars; red blooded & blue crossed; tight and painted like a bird’s feathers.
Written by
J Walton  F/Close to the toe, LA
(F/Close to the toe, LA)   
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