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untitled 9212012 [draft]
helpless to understand her dripping wet hair cast again salmon short shorts dipping sweets into coffee arhythmic now one cheek lips the seat of her chair like a slick, shimmering thing fighting back toward the sea her feet form and terror in flats, arc gently lifting the spirit reaches out across formica, bulk tile, thoughtless…
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untitled dreambook entry, 09122012xx
[i keep a blank moleskine next to my bed. i’ll wake up in starts and jot words, ideas. recently i rolled out of bed and found this entry. i’m not sure who wrote it. very weird. very minor editing.]