Tuesday, March 29, 2016

All is text and making we never discreet.

Wrote you into my chapbook. (at cafe, "He gets all the bitches.") Only criteria for series, an fb and never to meet more than threes--I'm sure I've forgotten hangs, falls, offing blanked space. You know we better than we know, by myself. (on the overhead, "The kind of bitch you want to get with.")

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