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Curve of clouded sky: a pregnant future pressed against its limits. Puffed cheeks full of destined secrets, a compromise of molecules sculpting form from pressure and restraint. This gasp withheld: drawn in anticipation and silenced behind pursed lips (a desperate consumption of hard-won pleasures). Innocuous expulsion, tempering fair-weather: The quiet before the war.

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Aug 29, 2013

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Notes: June, 2013. Portland, OR.

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