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Nov 2013
i can feel the weight
of my flesh hanging
off of me. i am sick
of bloat. i hunger for
hunger, a disgusting
nostalgia for days of
colorless lips and
hair out in clumps
and shivering in the
summertime.
Leslie Zhang
Written by
Leslie Zhang  California
(California)   
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