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Sep 2013
Let's go on a Journey. She said.

The problem that lies within my raisin-swelled brain is that I do not like to speed on open highways
or smoke behind chipped bathroom doors.

I vomited in the kitchen sink once
because I couldn't make it
to the trash.
Now
when I dye my hair and
rinse it out
under that faucet
I get extremely uncomfortable.

So maybe,
one day
we can travel again.
emma joy
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