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- 14 Jul 2014View
Goodnight America
The euthanized fireworks no long point skywards and, now, I curate their demise, knowing into which
- 14 Jul 2014View
Confession Bowl
There is a tap on the window, not the kind that knocks but one that drips, fending off your muttoned
- 26 Jun 2014View
Memory Glass
I remembered all the bottles that filled his lungs and
the final one which emptied them
the then - 26 Jun 20141View
(aɪˈdəʊlɒn)
now those eidolic dread horses have scarred your slumber, passed 9, passed 10, and even your
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