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Jul 2013
Clumped claws
of supressed dirt
reach from
sunken ships
filled to the
brim with swollen
tongues and
bulging
with the bubbling breath
of voices drowned
in death
clinging to my
every step;
soiled bubble gum,
like mosquito bites on
my scalp..

They itch
Copyright Krystelle Bissonnette
Krystelle Bissonnette
Written by
Krystelle Bissonnette  30/Non-binary/Quebec
(30/Non-binary/Quebec)   
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   James Amick
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