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- {schadenfreude are the growing pains} at allpoetry
I thought I could do it. thought i could put down my phone, hang my regrets, bury away all the grime pasted to my lizard-sluggard-skin. mix it with the soil until persuasion takes hold to holes and holes - Blood Oranges at allpoetry
My new favorite food is
blood oranges. - With your feet on the air. at allpoetry
My left hand,
fastened down the right front
