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I think I’m three: My siblings are twins and refuse to speak my language. * I think I’m five: …
I think I’m three: My siblings are twins and refuse to speak my language. * I think I’m five: …
Again that oily feeling of peace looking at foreign water, an artificial lake perfect black nibbled by long legged insects …
Rosa | Llibre book framed in marbles in golden wood shiny stucco hardbacks, softbacks floating slowly seeking red tongues flighting …
Rosa | Llibre it all starts with the type inverted m mm mmmouth mouths in red many minefield what …
… An essay full of unanswered questions A celebration of the best in human achievement. This is what the Olympic …
“The knees are the ugliest part in a woman” So said my grandmother And I believed her Ugly feas feas …
feet becoming leather becoming crust becoming a hard landscape a map of all these years all these roads all these …
life’s bruises emerge through my teeth. all the ugliness the pain the holes and darkness concentrate there. amongst these tectonic …
A-garra Grasp Paws Afiladas Nails hard as… Five Ten of them Twenty Dirty pearls At the end Of each Fleshy …
I have a long hair Sprouting over my lip A single hair Completely transparent Refusing to stay short Or inconspicuous …