a break in the lightning
fucking inadequate the soles of my shoes in the summer on a pavement too hot to run barefoot, the temperature control in my soul out of sorts with the weather, incongruous thunder in flattened veins,...
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bleeding heart disgusted and displaced grubby fingernails scraping cheeks far too often turned away until they are blotched and swollen, hair unhung, awry, indifferent to the shape of a mouth or the...
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