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Jul 2014
cold summer
in the midst of a heatwave
i find myself freezing
refusing touches
denying contact
and collecting nothing but missed calls
which will be used as currency
when next i might feel alone
Yan
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Yan
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   ---, Page Seventy Three, stéphane noir and Miranda Renea
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