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Aug 2014
I batter the fish,
smother them with grease
then swirl them around in sauces
the lifeless eyes stare blankly
slammed into a hard bed of
stale crumbs
then tossed into the oven.

I batter them to stop
battering myself.
Nuha Fariha
Written by
Nuha Fariha  Philadelphia, PA
(Philadelphia, PA)   
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   Juneau and SPT
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