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on city bus she pretends she is riding her back pain. there are phrases without mouths people try for. bouncing baby boy. preggo. his body is here but his mind is gone. she is privately obnoxious in the world’s tiniest museum of logic where she is first a scrapbooking orphan created by the emergency broadcast system and second a mascot assigned to one fleeing ballerina. her thinking companion licks ice from Ohio license plates. shares her soft spot for headgear.
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
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on city bus she pretends she is riding her back pain. there are phrases without mouths people try for. bouncing baby boy. preggo. his body is here but his mind is gone. she is privately obnoxious in the world’s tiniest museum of logic where she is first a scrapbooking orphan created by the emergency broadcast system and second a mascot assigned to one fleeing ballerina. her thinking companion licks ice from Ohio license plates. shares her soft spot for headgear.
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
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