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remember and forget
rough cut botanical
season two
seòladh-tillidh
she’s waiting for the sunset
skin hunger winter love
still intact, gelatinous and perfect for swallowing
symphony for a fraying body
tainted memories
tenderfold
that what moves: does the leaf know
the SPIRE.
the apollo project
the boy and the bath
the poem exists, the book does not
the tearoom generation
the variable
there alone
this is all there is
truth: 1 Night, 1 Room, 3 Baddest Bitches
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