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Dec 2019
this summer we are taking care of ourselves first,
pulling out my eyelashes and blowing them in your face.
the wind picks them up and they fly out the window.
probably
my spine is bruised
from a hard floor,
and a
good time.
Isobel Webster
Written by
Isobel Webster  Australia
(Australia)   
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   badtaste and Tulita
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