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memory bisque
memory bisque the hot glow of metal, running loose beyond the window, brings back holidays: a kaleidoscopic L.A. freeway, glinting sun gold and teeth white. mine to visit,
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Like a Small Shingle Tide...
Like a Small Shingle Tide…
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what would Biggins do?
what would Biggins do? when I find myself in times of trouble… it isn’t actually Mother Mary that comes to me, for in the horns of a dilemma, or brought up sharp at a crossroads,
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carryon
carryon crunching down on a meal of gravel, my teeth, red raw and shattered, bawl with enamel duress. as i choke on bloodied regret. the ground caught my cheek in awkward landing.
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stir-fry
stir-fry i am more alive sat on a bench listening to two girls, talking about survival and stir fry, than i ever will be inside an office.
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