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Started this discussion. Last reply by Alana Hicks Nov 6, 2011. 2 Replies 2 Likes
The liver of life is squeezed thin, nightmares of nigh terrors Soon to be disasters, red earth, black windThe dead are alive in us, alive in the earth, and make us rotten to the core with memoryThe…Continue
Started Jun 9, 2011 0 Replies 3 Likes
your wet legs streaked with motor oil and neon triple x reflectionstreat us with disdain to keep us tight held in the grip of your thighseyes like a fist to the jaw makes a sound as loud as the…Continue
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