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The summer before her chest hollowed out, ribs bowing around vacuums, her lungs ballooning new geometries. The summer seas invaded body cavities, feral and chemically sweet. Her body became a gondola ferrying pale, diminutive hopes across the wide strait of your pelvis. Oceans shifted gingerly, unborn into the intimate dark of throats, heart chambers, marshes between thighs. She drew the shores around her close, paranoid. When they got to her she’d filled her mouth deep with different types of char: love, anorexia, Quaaludes. Marrow coagulated and stopped ebbing with the orbit of the moon. Her heart smelled like day-old fish.
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Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 11:18 PM UTC
La Mer
The summer before her chest hollowed out, ribs bowing around vacuums, her lungs ballooning new geometries. The summer seas invaded body cavities, feral and chemically sweet. Her body became a gondola ferrying pale, diminutive hopes across the wide strait of your pelvis. Oceans shifted gingerly, unborn into the intimate dark of throats, heart chambers, marshes between thighs. She drew the shores around her close, paranoid. When they got to her she’d filled her mouth deep with different types of char: love, anorexia, Quaaludes. Marrow coagulated and stopped ebbing with the orbit of the moon. Her heart smelled like day-old fish.
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Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 11:18 PM UTC
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