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Mar 2014
last night,
i had a comforting dream
of a young she
standing so close to her mirror
that she became lost within it,
her eyes heavy to the
unfamiliar world that she
was transitioning into-
her body began to grow
thin like plastic as
she stood on her thickening legs,
marble set below her feet
and she raised her hands
to either sides of her head and
twisted her neck
until it popped off her body
before placing it onto her sink,
she then reached into medicine cabinet
that leaned off the wall, towards her,
grabbed a different head
and ******* it in place
before walk out of her
bathroom door
stepping into the already
ready world.
yeah
Marie-Niege
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Marie-Niege
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   Tom McCone
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