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belly ache

‘be careful how you touch her, for she’ll awaken and sleep’s the only freedom that she knows my stomache hurts like there are bugs in it the size of undigested fois gras or maybe several centimeter-sized fibroid tumors are in … Continue reading

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the red tent

it’s been awhile since i couldn’t sleep like this. i am about to finish _the red tent_ that mom gave me to read on the flights and on the trip but i have waited to devour, nearly in entirety upon … Continue reading

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home

this is definitely a different part of the world from the one i woke up in yesterday. but i guess ‘woke up’ is relative at this point, and i must have dozed through several timeframes on the plane yesterday – … Continue reading

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