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My stories

Cherry

The recipe for making bees

She wore an Alcatraz orange skirt sullied grey by predators
Cherry

You are killing our fish

stolen the teal petals of air with which they gilded their lair and plunged them in to beer brown stillness
Cherry

Insert coin and squeeze

there is face powder on the lapels of her blue jacket and in it there are tiny footprints that spiral upwards towards her throat.
Cherry

This is a place of turpitude

It began to rain, tiny waterbound crotchets
Cherry

I am running

to touch that extra second as the miles pile high and cruel upon my ruined chest

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