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benefits

December 10, 2018 ~ Em ~ 1 Comment

"when we fucked for the first time it was glorious though i still can’t decide, upon reflection, whether it was the execution or the alcohol..."

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there’s a hole in my bucket

December 6, 2018 ~ Em ~ Leave a comment

"there's a hold in my particular bucket that can't be filled with mud or straw, though that would be a handy solution..."

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the ball

November 10, 2018 ~ Em ~ Leave a comment

"i walk down the hall and don’t see the world around me,

don’t notice the pictures on the wall,

pay no attention to the creaks my footfalls engender as i pass over sagging bits of floor..."

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