a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Thursday, May 25, 2017
th bdy s lwys wrttn n by scty, esp Hers:SOCIALintercourse
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"I heard you stayed with That Man." She knew his name as well as mine, but her voice was dark, forced. She called it months ago, with no speech and a motherly look of disapproval: I knew what she was thinking.
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