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February 1, 2013

Generic

I am neither excitable or excited, the doctor looks at me and blinks, and I have listened to promises of a few men wanting to kill me and some women whispering sweet death They have talked to me of accent… Continue reading
December 10, 2012

The Folded Craft

What do I care about fucking love? My head, a potato of earth and my body the earthy potato glut you want me to be still …and I could not think of anything more ulcerous, professing I prefer the hazy… Continue reading