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September 20, 2016 / barton smock

her impressions of the experiment

his animals hiccup somewhere within the contagious yawns of god. his tumor is the crow of the ocean.  the foot they hope to find me with is not yet purple.  I shred a tiny pillow but your baby ain’t blind.

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